Odd Walking Man Songtext
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We're talking insults and we're painting with the traitor's brush
We broke the turnstiles and we waited for the human crush
We lit the bottles on the west side and we turned to go
Took the seat in the L.A. River, watched the L.A. River blow
Odd walking man who walks funny
There's nothing like the pike at night in psychedelic flow
There's nothing like a bikers wife with a 44
We took it to the top of the hill
We broke the turnstiles and we waited for the human crush
We lit the bottles on the west side and we turned to go
Took the seat in the L.A. River, watched the L.A. River blow
Odd walking man who walks funny
There's nothing like the pike at night in psychedelic flow
There's nothing like a bikers wife with a 44
We took it to the top of the hill
And rode until the sun came up standing on an oil well
Odd walking man who walks funny
I know a king who sat upon the throne
Talked about the good old days and all the shit he used to own
He said it's easy, it's how I get my kicks
It's not the junk you throw away, it's about the junk you fix
Odd walking man who walks funny
Odd walking man who walks funny
I know a king who sat upon the throne
Talked about the good old days and all the shit he used to own
He said it's easy, it's how I get my kicks
It's not the junk you throw away, it's about the junk you fix
Odd walking man who walks funny
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