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LIKE A SNAKE

head over head, on the birthing field
sometimes you just don't know how it feels
it never has to be that way
sometimes we run, sometimes we play
at the back of the rack in the shotgun shack
you know who i am, and there's no going back
saving face in the belly of the beast
the thirteenth caesar dies at the feast
you are me and we're on our way
to the practical point of a practical day
and psychos on the warpath, talkin' trash
i misunderstood myself
the timekeeper, she loses track
it's amazing how she fades to black
well, i'm partially yours and you're partially mine
the candle wax drips on a dime
we're droppin' the deuce on the evening news
it's a blank book of local interest
we're setting sail upon a sea of nails
to the cornwall bridge or the fifth wheel
the language of less is a fountain of light
and you press to press on and bite to smite
there's more bad luck around the bend
it's like a snake that has no end

-2/4/08

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from My Life As A Slug (fdm116), released December 20, 2019

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Chris Anderson Alexandria, Virginia

Chris is a wildly prolific songwriter who has hovered among the outskirts of the music world for over 30 years. On his own label, Flying Dachshund Music, Chris has released 154 CDs, 96 of them being full-length albums. That's just the tip of the iceberg and there are no signs of stopping. Ever.

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