"They no need no control
Gonna bet a dime, little Suzie, gonna bet your soul"
Checkin’ in
With a little plan
Been cooking it up through the summer
Ain’t done what you can
Good God, it’s too late
Gonna get caught up in a downpour in the Mojave rain
Hey, man!
It's mysteriously bedlam in the Mojave rain
Hurry, hurry!
Can you run like the wind?
He got it all, little Mama, with a soul blacker than sin
Scurry, Scurry, don't you dilly dally
Cause darkening clouds, are moving over the crowd
Good God, it’s too late
Gonna get caught up in the downpour in a Mojave rain
Hey man!
It’s mysteriously bedlam in the Mojave rain
There's a spirit in the sky, bringing angels to life
And a tsunami of pain
And so, the sound of the tune, forever reminding of you
And your Mojave Rain
Good God, it's too late,
Got caught up in a downpour, in the Mojave Rain
Say son, did you make the grade?
Save a brother down with a barricade, when there was rain in the Mojave?
Was it oh, so D.F.A, with a window wide on 32?
So the sound of the tune, forever reminding of you
credits
from The Lookout EP,
released June 1, 2018
Produced by Connor Seidel
Songwriter - Vocals - Acoustic guitar: Jim Audet
Electric guitar - Drums/percussion - Bass - Arrangements: Connor Seidel
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