November Steppes Songtext
von Kris Ellestad

Kick me crow I′m an incandescent bulb
Roll me down the road and crack my skull
Hold me close and pour the powder in
We can forget everything

Though he don't know how or why
He knew that he was safe
Hidden from the eyes that wait outside

And if the door blew open wide
He wouldn′t move his head
He'd sit and wait for them to come instead


There's one thing I don′t know
That′s why that wind won't blow

What was lost in the pentecostal church was just a watch
That the holy spirit found and wouldn′t give back
Though he begged and pleaded for it he would find in time
That the ticking parasite lived in his mind

If the money's running low
The phone ain′t far away
That same old story always makes 'em pay

But calling home for another loan
He found the line was dead
The pig upon the cow was dressed in red