"Coyote" lyrics - WESTSIDE COWBOY

This is the most beautiful place on planet Earth
Everybody has to see it
We'll make it so easy for them
And put a road straight down through it

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What a man of the people
Progress like this was due
Oh, Mister Coyote
I think you'd better move

The trees are made out of thread
And the rocks here have grown hands
To reach out for each other
For as long as they can stand

This is the most beautiful place on planet Earth
And I'm killing it with every step
Tie me up, glue my feet
Sew my mouth, pull my teeth
I feel as evil as it gets

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You man of the people
Have you ever once thought things through?
Oh, Mister Coyote
I was never meant to see you

The trees are turning red
And the rocks here have grown hands
To hold knives and guns and poison
To strangle the peoples' man

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And if you're the man of the people
Well then we're all fucking doomed
Oh, Mister Coyote
I wish I had never met you