I wanna tell you 'bout Texas
Radio and the Big Beat
Comes out of the Virginia swamps
Cool and slow
with plenty of precision
With a back beat
narrow and hard to master
Some call it heavenly in
it's brilliance
Others, mean and
ruthful of the Western dream
I love the friends I have
gathered together
on this thin raft
We have constructed
pyramids in honor
of our escaping
This is the land
where the Pharaoh died
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The Negroes in the forest
brightly feathered
They are saying
"Forget the night
Live with us in forests of azure
Out here on the perimeter
there are no stars
Out here we is stoned immaculate
Listen to this, and I'll tell
you 'bout the heartache
I'll tell you 'bout the
heartache and the lose of God
I'll tell you 'bout
the hopeless night
The meager food for souls forgot
I'll tell you 'bout the maiden
with raw iron soul
I'll tell you this
No eternal reward will
forgive us now
for wasting the dawn
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I'll tell you 'bout Texas
Radio and the Big Beat
Soft drivin', slow and mad
like some new language
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Now, listen to this
and I'll tell you 'bout
the Texas
I'll tell you 'bout
the Texas Radio
I'll tell you 'bout
the hopeless night
Wandering the Western dream
Tell you 'bout the maiden
with raw iron soul