Shepherd Songtext
von Plainride

I remember
I was feeling pretty good
In my brand new Model T
Just as any sane man would

When
Out of the shadow
Came that crooked beggarman
Threw his palms up on my window
Rattlin′ his can, saying

It's terrible
Won′t you hear me?
Don't send off your children
Terrible
Don't send off your children
To the many-toothed king

Came the morrow
I was feeling quite alright
I said "Morning, Mr chairman"
"Have you had a pleasant night?"


When
That darned beggarman
Stepped right on up to me
Flashed another hollow-mouthed grin
Before he bellowed angrily

Oh
It′s terrible
Won′t you hear me?
Don't send off your children
Oh
Terrible
Don′t send off your children
To the many-toothed king

And on the sixth floor of Harlem
Crowned with flame

Atop ursa and taurus
Is the father of game

The lord of the brazier
The lord of two horns

Eye of the master
Fatten the whores

Now eat from the lamb stew
Swallow the crab


Beggar thy neighbor
And ascend

Fear, Missouri: makes no difference
Lawyer up now, Dr. Doom, you're gonna need the best defense
Oh yeah, please rise!
From the waters, the woods, and the meadows
Hey, hey, hey, now, chicken delight! Only 4.99

Oh
Terrible!
Won′t you hear me?
Don't send off your children
To the many-toothed king

Oh
Terrible!
Won′t you hear me?
Don't send off your children
To the many-toothed king, yeah!

Don't send off your children
To the many-toothed king

Don′t peddle your children
To the many-toothed
Won′t you?
Won't you?