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16 Military Wives
Engine
We Belong
Kingdom of Spain

16 Military Wives

16 military wives
32 softly focused brightly colored eyes
Staring at the natural tan, of 32 gently
Clenching wrinkled little hands
17 company men
Out of which only 12 will make it back again
Sargeant sent a letter to 5 military wives
His tears drip down to 10 little eye

Cheer them on to their rivals
Cause America can
And America can't say no
And America does
If America says it's so
It's so

And the anchor person on tv
Goes la da da da da

15 celebrity mimes
Leaving their 15 sorted wretched checkered lives
Will they find the solution time
Using their 15 pristine moderate liberal minds?

17 academy chairs
Out of which only 7 really even care
Doling out a garment to 5
Celebrity mimes, they're humbly taken by surprise

Cheer them on to their rivals
Cause america can
And America can't say no
And America does
If America says it's so
It's so

And the anchor person on tv
Goes la da da da da da da da da da da
La da da da da da da da da da da

15 cannibal kings
Wondering blindly what the dinner bell will bring
15 celebrity mimes
Served on a leafy bed
This 16 military wives
Cheer them on their rivals
Cause America can
And America can't say no
And America does
If America says it's so
It's so

And the anchor person on tv
Goes la da da da da da da da da da da
La da da da da da da da da da da
La da da da da da da da da da
Da da da da da da da da da da
Da da da da da da da da da da da


Engine

I'm an engine driver
On a long run, such a long run
When I work beside her
She's a long one, such a long one
And if you don't love me let me go
And if you don't love me let me go

I'm a county lineman
On a high line, on a high line
So will be my grandson
There are power lines
In our brother lines
And if you don't love me let me go
And if you don't love me let me go

And I am a writer, writer of fictions
I am the heart that you call home
And I've written pages upon pages
Trying to rid you from my bones, my bones, my bones

I'm a money lender
I have fortunes upon fortunes
Take my hand for tender
I am tortured, sweetly tortured
And if you don't love me let me go
And if you don't love me let me go

And I am a writer, writer of fictions
I am the heart that you call home
And I've written pages upon pages
Trying to rid you from my bones

And I am a writer, I am all that you have (?)
And I've written pages upon pages
Trying to rid you from my bones, my bones, my bones
And if you don't love me let me go
And if you don't love me let me go
And if you don't love me let me go
And if you don't love me let me go


Credits: Thank you to Michael Wayne for "16 Military Wives", "Engine" transcribed from the 101503 Houston, TX show (thanks to Michael for that additionally), "Kingdom of Spain" from the Toronto show thanks to Stewart for the mp3.