Vortexas Songtext
von Howe Gelb
Vortexas Songtext
Well, welcome to the desert
It′s becoming increasingly more expensive
Used to be much cheaper
To find a love, and to keep her
To play guitar and reiterate
To embrace the heat... or just hibernate
A little tinfoil on the windows... works just great
I'm comin′ from a long line of coincidence
I'm a Vortexan at heart
I can't even give you one "for instance"
But Vortexas (has my) has my heart (heart)
Staying at the Congress Hotel
′Bout a mile from the No-Tell Motel
Been our universe′s center
I live there, like a renter
Assembles us with haywire
Lost the top-floor, up in fire
The clocks are stuck... in rewind
I'm livin′ on... Tuscon-time
I come from a long line of coincidence
I'm a Vortexan at heart
I can′t even give you one "for instance"
But Vortexas still (has my) has my heart (heart)
Pinto beans kept us well-stocked
To kill the time, well, we just rocked
Catch a buzz from the cicadas
Dancing with invisible neighbors
Erosion is our state bird (huh-huh...)
(That's not what I heard...)
Comin′ from a long line of coincidence
I'm a Vortexan at heart
I can't even give you one "for instance"
Vortexas
(Vo-o-o-or-) (Vortexas) (-texas)
It′s becoming increasingly more expensive
Used to be much cheaper
To find a love, and to keep her
To play guitar and reiterate
To embrace the heat... or just hibernate
A little tinfoil on the windows... works just great
I'm comin′ from a long line of coincidence
I'm a Vortexan at heart
I can't even give you one "for instance"
But Vortexas (has my) has my heart (heart)
Staying at the Congress Hotel
′Bout a mile from the No-Tell Motel
Been our universe′s center
I live there, like a renter
Assembles us with haywire
Lost the top-floor, up in fire
The clocks are stuck... in rewind
I'm livin′ on... Tuscon-time
I come from a long line of coincidence
I'm a Vortexan at heart
I can′t even give you one "for instance"
But Vortexas still (has my) has my heart (heart)
Pinto beans kept us well-stocked
To kill the time, well, we just rocked
Catch a buzz from the cicadas
Dancing with invisible neighbors
Erosion is our state bird (huh-huh...)
(That's not what I heard...)
Comin′ from a long line of coincidence
I'm a Vortexan at heart
I can't even give you one "for instance"
Vortexas
(Vo-o-o-or-) (Vortexas) (-texas)
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