FRANK BLACK - Calistan lyrics

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I took three days to drive down one street<br>The radio on, tuned to the big fleet<br>Invisible planes are cracking the concrete<br>That's just what some people say<br><br>I put down my blanket on cigarette butt beach<br>I saw the old man, he was doing ok<br>He's making his last stand<br>On old bottles and cans<br>'round there, calistan way<br><br>Used to be sixteen lanes<br>Used to be nuevo spain<br>Used to be juan wayne<br>Used to be mexico<br>Used to be navajo<br>Used to be yippy-ay-i-don't know<br><br>Went in from the weather when I got wheezy<br>I play some pachinko I play pachisi<br>And st. anne is still making it breezy<br>In the valley of tar that once was l.a.<br><br>And my best friend he's the king of karaoke<br>He struck up a chord and he took it away<br>Out of the pan<br>And into japan<br>'round there, calistan way<br><br>Used to be sixteen lanes<br>Used to be juan wayne<br>Used to mexican<br>Used to be espano nuevo<br>Used to navajo<br>Used to be yippie-ay-i-don't know