Omaha - Counting Crows

In a minute everything you have can all be straight gone In a minute things you though were tied can come straight undone How about some knocks on wood some so far it's so good any day What you think is solid earth can jump up and spread out To the north and south that's what plates are about Nature has no conscience no kindness or ill will The dreams they had make me sad because of the vibes of them When one girl dreamt a fire in hers and then it happened To me and my family my bro's and I were driving The RV bleeding flames us leaping through fire surviving Zoned with no home there was fire all on it Umm let me have my life I want it I'm gonna let you know that I said We're coming in kill we're coming chill We've comin in how we will Gone to tell the whole world what's the deal And I say know no critical boarder cuz We do what we want Got more funky styles that my laser jet got font Not one to get over sounding like the norm Friendly to the radio all that shit is corn All we coming with is a little bit of swing And we go on like it ain't no thing Omaha stylee did not think there was one Where you know the radios weak and the shows are more fun But you know we fuck up the dancehall since 1988 Many did not think when they hear that we come from this state Still we're down like that x3 Makin the funk that smells of skunk Omaha stylee did not think there was one Where you know the radios weak and the shows are more fun But you know we fuck up the dancehall since 1988 Many did not think when they hear that we come from this state The dancehall that we come from was a pooltable basement the Bud was low key and the records were jamaican Such occasions occur back in the day It begins you're a raw kid all the way Son of a gun but they you drifted All are endowed but few are gifted At the break of dawn behaving like a spy Lampin in the light the cold world awakens Deeper is the light to open up the sky Look into my eyes see the dialatin' Omaha Stylee is the shit we come with man Embedded in out souls it breathes out from this band We always knew that we could Thank you if you too felt we would Not one to get over sounding like the norm Friendly to the radio all that shit is corn All we coming with is a little bit of swing And we go on like it ain't no thing Omaha stylee did not think there was one Where you know the radios weak and the shows are more fun But you know we fuck up the dancehall since 1988 Many did not think when they hear that we come from this state Still we're down like that x3 Makin the funk that smells of skunk We will arise explore these worlds and find the grass roots How to crew to do the grinding of the grounds to brew My dude on the one come off like Teflon Rock your shit and you will rise on If you're a farmer out standing in your field say Do as you will do as you wish follow your bliss say We travel round the country giving it our best Like to see the people dancing and bouncing and the rest The hammer and the chisel and the rule it compass We forged the sword chariots of war our battle axe There's much power in anger but loves a bigger banger Complete props to my crew cuz this is how we do Omaha Stylee

Mental note There's a whole lot of nothing outside, why can't you work with me There a whole lot of money outside, not in the family Pull me to the side before you test it Bore me with your surface level content Raging with all lightweights, slow down Won't look down on you when it goes right Singing the blues, I'm your Yves Klein Fell out the sky like its Fortnite Blame it on you on my off nights On my off nights Omaha, Omaha Don't you call an audible on us Kamehameha Don't you drag it on out Omaha, Omaha Don't you call an audible on us Kamehameha Don't you drag it on out Yeah, ha, yeah And she fell inside my lap, Santa's baby And she claim that she in love, but she was faking And she pulling up my stats, like you my favorite Hey, ain't no shame in it And I'm off the sauce right now, ain't no taming it Yeah, I know you lost right now and there's pain in that City girl, but the world keep caving in Omaha, Omaha Don't you call an audible on us Kamehameha Don't you drag it on out Omaha, Omaha Don't you call an audible on us Kamehameha Don't you drag it on out Beam me up Amangiri, you can't book this through Expedia No bad blood that's Anemia And I put a model on her feet, yeah Not above all the rumors Put a hold to your future Bet a lick turn them Hollywood, let's go Took a brick then I built a home Now we on the road so high Omaha, Omaha Don't you call an audible on us Kamehameha Don't you drag it on out Omaha, Omaha Don't you call an audible on us Kamehameha Don't you drag it on out

(Billy Joe Shaver - Hillman Hall) Omaha you've been weighin' heavy on my mind Guess I never really left it all I'm turnin' all those roads I walked around the other way Coming back to you Omaha. Omaha, Nebraska was that good enough for me Always thought I was the roamin' kind With the pockets full of dreams in my worn shirt on my back I left there looking for some things to find. Rode my thumb to San Francisco I worked down by the bank Got some schoolin' faithful by the law The hardest thing I learned there was there ain't no easy way To get ahead behind those county walls. So it's so long California reckon I'll be a movin' on I'm leavin' even if I had to crawl I've got some losin's laying round That I left them burn waitin' there for me in Omaha. Omaha you've been weighin' heavy on my mind Guess I never really left it all I'm turnin' all those roads I walked around the other way Coming back to you Omaha. --- Instrumental to fade ---

One, two, three Baby left in Omaha She's got too much just going on All these options forcing me to find myself Why on Earth would I ask you for any help? I was thinking wrong, yeah You're already gone, baby I was thinking wrong, yeah Already gone, baby Who said it's forever? You've got to set your mind free I don't have time for this weather I let it pour over me 'Cause you're thinking wrong, yeah We're already gone, baby 'Cause you're thinking wrong, yeah You're already gone You're already gone, yeah (You've got to set your mind free) You're already gone, baby (You've got to set your mind free) You're already gone, yeah (You've got to set your mind free) You're already gone, baby (You've got to set your mind free) (You've got to set your mind free) (You've got to set your mind free)

All of the sudden she disappears, Just yesterday she was here, Somebody tell me if I am sleeping, Someone should be with me here, 'Cause I don't wanna be alone. I wanna be the knife that cuts into my hand, And I wanna be scattered from here in this catapult, What a big baby, won't somebody save me please, You won't find nobody home. All of these quiet battered voices, Wait for the hunger to come, We got little revolvers and stupid choices, And no one to say when we're done, Well I don't wanna bring you down. I wanna be the light that burns out your eyes, 'Cause I know there's little things about me, That would sing in the silence of, So much rejection in every connection I make, Can't find nobody home. I wanna be the light that burns out your eyes, 'Cause I know there's little things about me, That would sing in the silence of, So much rejection in every connection I make, I wanna be the last thing that you hear when you're falling asleep. I wanna be the knife that cuts into my hand, And I wanna be scattered from here in this catapult, What a big baby, won't somebody save me please, I can't find nobody home.

Mary steers clear of the men from space Back alley kid with an American face She wants the wine, he brings a case To carry them on through I said you know what I know about the bedroom boys Undercover Russians in a pink Rolls Royce They bang the drum, she sets the beat They carry Miss America out into the street She sings, "snowman, scarecrow, john doe, buffalo" I wish you wouldn't go I got the arms to reach you, I am the scarecrow Do do, do do do, do do, do do do Oh, I guess you ought to know I got the hands to teach you I am the scarecrow, do do, do do do Snowman sideshow, do do, do do do I fell out of love in the snowbound days Riding the subway in a Valium haze I need the whites, she gets the blues It carries us on through All these American boys at the Park N Shop Selling their memories for a dollar a pop Ivan the ancient spaceman race fan Corners the market on American taste And says, "spaceman, scarecrow, peep show, freak show" I wish you wouldn't go I got the arms to reach you, I am the scarecrow Do do, do do do, do do, do do do Oh, I guess you ought to know I got the hands to teach you I am the scarecrow, do do, do do do Punk rock video, do do, do do do All the sudden the light inside you dies Maybe you're going on alone Maybe you're going all alone She dreams of sunlight, sings of smaller things White sugar bowls and wedding rings You're going on from me alone You're going on, you're on your own She was married alive in a Moscow surgery Hoping to die in a cold war nursery All of the kids back home believe in much more than we do It's a memory play where the memory fades Into pictures you took, into records we played Spy versus spy, scarecrow and I Out across the darkness where the bomber jets fly Singing, "spaceman, smoke show, scarecrow, Geronimo" I wish you wouldn't go I got the arms to reach you, I am the scarecrow Do do, do do do, do do, do do do Oh, I guess you ought to know I got the hands to teach you I am the scarecrow, do do, do do do Snowman peepshow, do do, do do do I wish you wouldn't go I got the arms to reach you, I am the scarecrow Do do, do do do, oh hell no, do do, do do do Oh, I guess you ought to know I got the hands to teach you I am the scarecrow, do do, do do do Listening on the midnight radio, do do, do do do

Two, three, four. I get so nervous, I'm shaking, Gets so I got no pride at all, Gets so bad, but I just keep coming back for more, I guess I just get off on that stuff. I'm thinking about taking some time, I'm thinking about leaving soon. I got some things I can't tell anyone, I got some things I just can't say, Well they're the kind of things no one knows about, I just need somebody to talk, to me. I'm thinking about leaving tomorrow, I'm thinking about leaving on my own, I think I been wasting my time, I'm thinking about getting out, Thinking about getting out. In all this time, The bottom line's you don't know, How much I feel, You say you see but I don't agree, You don't know, Don't know how I feel. I'm just trying to get myself some gravity, You're just trying to get me to stay, Sometimes I sit here looking down upon Los Angeles, Sometimes I'm floating away. I'm thinking about breaking myself, I'm thinking about getting back home, I think I been waiting for way too long, I'm thinking about getting out, Thinking about getting out, Thinking about getting out.