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Plastic Jesus Fall Line Spring Wind

Jack Johnson

I don't care if it rains or freezes
as long as I've got my plastic Jesus
sitting on the dashboard of my car
it comes in colors pink and pleasant
it glows in the dark cause it's iridescent
I'll take it with me whenever I go far
so give me my lady Madonna
dressed in rhinestones and sitting on a
pedestal of abalone shells
driving 90 but I'm not scared
'cause I've got my Virgin Mary
assuring me that I will never go to hell

And by the way You know that
hope will make you strange
Make you blink, make you blank, make you sink
It will make you afraid of change
And often blame
The box with the view of the world
And the walls that fill the frame
I turn it up
but then I turn it off
Because I can't stand when they start to talk
About the hurting and killing
Whose shoes are we filling
The damage and ruin
Man, the things that we're doing
Good god, We gotta stop, we gotta turn it all off
We gotta rewind
and start it up again
Because we fell across the fall line
Ain't there nothing sacred anymore

Nana nana nana na

Somebody saw him jump
But nobody saw him slip
I guess he lost a lot of hope
And then he lost his grip
Now he's lying in the freeway
In the middle of this mess
Guess we lost another one
Just like the other one
Optimistic hypocrite
That didn't have the nerve to quit
The things that kept him wanting more
Until he finally reached the core
He fell across the fall line
Ain't there nothing sacred anymore
We all fell across the fall line
Ain't there nothing sacred anymore

Nana nana nana na
Nana nana nana na

All my friends are getting older,
I guess I must be too.
Without their love and kindness
I don't want I'll do
Oh the wine bottle's half empty
The money's all been spent
We're a cross between our parents
And hippies in a tent.
Oh, Love calls just like the wild birds
It's just another day
Spring blew my list of things to do away.
In a mucked up lovely river
I cast my little fly
But I look at that river and I smell it and
it makes me want to cry, Oh
To clean our dirty planet
Now there's a noble wish
And now I'm putting shoulder to the wheel
Cause I wanna catch some fish, Oh
Love calls just like the wild birds
It's just another day
Spring blew my list of things to do away.

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