Cousin Johnny
Call Me The Breeze
Hello there! I am very new to this forum and I don't know if there's already a thread about this... But I thought it would be cool if people posted lyrics of songs they think are kind of cryptic and the next person said what they thought the lyrics mean and what they think about the subject of the song or what it makes them feel. Here goes the first one:
Live and Let Live - Love
Oh, the snot has caked against my pants
It has turned into crystal
There's a bluebird sitting on a branch
I guess I'll take my pistol
I've got it in my hand
Because he's on my land
And so the story ended
Do you know it oh so well
Well, should you need, I'll tell you
The end-end-end-end-end-end-end-end
And...
Yes I've seen you sitting on the couch
I recognize your artillery
I have seen you many times before
Once when I was an Indian
And I was on my land
Why can't you understand?
And so the story ended
Do you know it, oh so well
Well,should you need I'll tell you
The end-end-end-end-end-end-end-end
And...
Served my time
Served it well
You made my soul a cell
Write the rules
In the sky
But ask your leaders
Why? Why?
Oh, the snot has caked against my pants
It has turned into crystal
There's a bluebird sitting on a branch
I guess I'll take my pistol
I've got it in my hand
Because he's on my land
And so the story ended
Do you know it, oh so well
Well, should you need, I'll tell you
The end-end-end-end-end-end-end-end
And...
Served my time
Served it well
You made my soul a cell
P.s.: If I didn't make myself clear with the description ask, please, and I will write the first answer myself to get it going
Live and Let Live - Love
Oh, the snot has caked against my pants
It has turned into crystal
There's a bluebird sitting on a branch
I guess I'll take my pistol
I've got it in my hand
Because he's on my land
And so the story ended
Do you know it oh so well
Well, should you need, I'll tell you
The end-end-end-end-end-end-end-end
And...
Yes I've seen you sitting on the couch
I recognize your artillery
I have seen you many times before
Once when I was an Indian
And I was on my land
Why can't you understand?
And so the story ended
Do you know it, oh so well
Well,should you need I'll tell you
The end-end-end-end-end-end-end-end
And...
Served my time
Served it well
You made my soul a cell
Write the rules
In the sky
But ask your leaders
Why? Why?
Oh, the snot has caked against my pants
It has turned into crystal
There's a bluebird sitting on a branch
I guess I'll take my pistol
I've got it in my hand
Because he's on my land
And so the story ended
Do you know it, oh so well
Well, should you need, I'll tell you
The end-end-end-end-end-end-end-end
And...
Served my time
Served it well
You made my soul a cell
P.s.: If I didn't make myself clear with the description ask, please, and I will write the first answer myself to get it going