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beastie boys - high plains drifter lyrics
the high plains drifter, and i’m the drifter
(’cause i’m a high plains drifter, drifter)
the high plains drifter, and i’m the drifter
(’cause i’m a high plains drifter, drifter)
they can’t catch me they’re never gonna find me
(’cause i’m a high plains drifter, drifter)
they’re never gonna know that i’m the high plains drifter
pulled over to the river to take a rest
pulled out a pair of pliers, pulled the bullet out of my chest
fear and loathing across the country listening to my 8 track
i reached behind the seat and sn-tched a kool from the pack
a long distance from my girl, and i’m talking on the cellular
she said that she was sorry and i said “yeah, the h-ll you were”
check my rear view mirror, check the gold tooth display
check out the odometer and i was on my way
’cause i’m the high plains drifter, the best that you can get
a strapped shoplifter, a pirate on c-ssette
(’cause i’m a high plains drifter, drifter)
bust a travis bickle when i feel that i’m getting pushed
don’t step to me or you’re gonna get mushed
(’cause i’m a high plains drifter, drifter)
i’m doing 120 plowing over mail boxes
radar detector to tell me where the cops is
spend another night at the motel 6
it’s five dollars extra get the p-rno flicks
and then i concoct a black and tan in my brandy snifter
i’m a kleptomaniac, k-mart shoplifter
cash flow getting low so i had to pull a job
i found a nice place to visit but a better place to rob
i left my car outside, and the engine still revvin’
taking care of business at 7-eleven
and then i went inside to make my withdrawal
i saw what he had had, but i had to take it all
knucklehead deli tried to gyp me on the price
so i clocked him off the turban with a bag of ice
cause i’m mell-el-o like jell-el-o, cool like lemonade
i made my getaway and then i thought that i had it made
i feel like steve mcqueen, a former movie star
look in my rearview mirror seen a police car
ballantine quarts with the puzzle on the cap
i couldn’t help to notice i was caught in a speed trap
dirty mary, crazy larry, on the run from dirty harry
stash the cash in the dash, but my gun i did carry
i’m seeing blue and red flashing deep in the night
i got my alibi straight and i pulled over to the right
the cop knocked on my window, said “boy, where’s the fire?
you’ve got a mailbox on your b-mper and a bald front tire”
“outta the car longhair, your goose is cooked”
read me my rights, fingerprinted, and booked
makin’ like a d.t. driving a gran fury
wherever i hang my hat’s my home and my past is kind of blurry
(’cause i’m a high plains drifter, drifter)
every dog will have its day, mine will be in front of a jury
i’m the high plains drifter you know that i’m never in a hurry
(’cause i’m a high plains drifter, drifter)
read me my rights, as if i didn’t know this
threw me in the tank with a drunk called otis
with his five o’ clock shadow, he smelled of three day old beer
my man turned to me and said “why are you here”?
i said i’m charming, i’m dashing, i’m rental car bashing
i’m phony paper p-ssing at nix check cashing
i went before the judge he sent me to the brooklyn house of d
he said “you behave son or we’ll throw away the key”
houdini’d out the cuffs, i kicked the screw in the knee
i took the bailiff’s wallet and went straight to otb
i had a good feeling, easy come, easy go
i bet on one horse to win and another to show
and sure enough that nag came in
brought my ticket to the window and collected my win
and then i broke into my new car with a wire coat hanger
hot wired, hot wheeled, and suzy is a headbanger
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