Phil Ochs - Phil Ochs - Sözleri

Here comes phil ochs shovel on his shoulder

Trailing a hoe along the ho chi minh trail

But the trail is on bleeker street

And phil's on his uppers

It's the mid-nineteen seventies

And it ain't looking so good

For this man with a mission

And a man with a passion

When you run out of fashion

And it don't come crawling back



Here comes phil ochs,

Got a chip on his shoulder

And they can't cut his jacket to cover it up

When one war is over but ten are beginning

And the movement's gone missing

Because they all just moved away

Oh they moved into property,

They moved off into futures

Yeah, they moved into ads, and that's as sad as it can get



Chorus:

Run, run, run from phil,

Phil's on a three day drunk

He's up on his high horse

Staggering and sauced

Run, run, run from phil,

Phil's on a three day drunk

But he wasn't alone

When he stumbled off course



Here comes phil ochs, devil on his shoulder

Carrying his guitar and the weight of the world

But if there's space for the millionaire,

God there must be space for the troubadour

And while there's a space, there's always a chance out there

That a melody lingers, and we keep getting singers

Who've got more on their minds than the latest dow jones share...



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