Description: Black Mesa
by Marc Frucht
Inspired by John Prine's Paradise
This song is about the 4 cereal box states
Colorado, New Mex, Arizon and Utah.
The closer you get to the cereal box corners
The higher you feel the presence of God
N that's because you're between 4 sacred mountains
Where Hopi and Navajo travel around
The land goes unowned, but def'nit'ly respected
What's down in the ground stays DOWN IN THE GROUND.
N daddy won't you take me to the 4 sacred mountains
Dinebeto Wash where the Black Mesa lay
Well I'm sorry my son but you're too late in askin'
Mr. Peabody's coal train is haulin' you away
When walkin' around all the pottery fields
You might spot some shiny old ancient ones work
Well best thing to do's pick it up and look at it
But please put it back where you found it on the dirt.
(shiny side up please, in the beautiful dirt.)
Then the Peabody shovel drove to northern Arizona
Where Navajo and Hopi were farmin' the land
They're diggin' for coal and urani-eye-eye-um
Assumin' dead indians'll just understand
(assumin' dead indians'll just understand)
When I die let my ashes float down any river
Let my soul roll on up to any old dam
I'll be half way to heaven with paradise waiting
Just 5 miles away from wherever I am.
Submitted: July 26, 2012 11:05AM