Spanish Pipedream

Anything we should know about your change?

She was a level headed dancer on the road to alcohol

And i was just a soldier on the way to montreal

Well, she pressed her chest against me

About the time the jukebox broke

She gave me a peck on the back of the neck

And these are the words she spoke

Blow up your t.v., throw away your paper

Move to the country, build you a home

Plant a little garden, eat a lot of peaches

Try to find jesus on your own

So i sat there at the table and i acted real naive

'cause i knew that topless lady

Had something up her sleeve

Well, she danced around the bar room

And she did the hoochy-coo

She sang her song all night long, tellin' me what to do

Blow up your t.v., throw away your paper

Move to the country, build you a home

Plant a little garden, eat a lot of peaches

Try to find jesus on your own

Well, i was young and hungry and about to leave that place

When just as i was leavin', well she looked me in the face

I said, "you must have the answer"

"she said, "no but i'll give it a try"

And to this very day we've been livin' our way

And here is the reason why

We blew up our t.v., threw away our paper

Moved to the country, built us a home

Had a lot of children, fed 'em on peaches

They all found jesus on their own

Blow up your t.v., throw away your paper

Move to the country, build you a home

Plant a little garden, eat a lot of peaches

Try to find jesus on your own