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letra de liquid gold - paranoid dj, michael kovach, belsheber rusape, lisa reimold

[verse 1]
born in this town, but been here and there
the ‘road less traveled’ kind of guy
but though the waters stay fast and, oh, so free
i ain’t never seen mouths this dry

yet the common man will find his fix
whether morphine or creosole
but there’s one sure way to get ‘em ossified
you gotta dig up that liquid gold
(dig it up, dig it up)

[chorus]
time’s a wastin’, friend, can’t spare a minute
(chasin’ after that liquid gold)
take a big inhale o’ those st. lou’ spirits
(we’d rather get it than ever get old)

you can speak easy, chums, it’ll be all right
(chasin’ after that liquid gold)
so take a swig for your courage and we’ll own tonight
(we’d rather get it than ever get old)

[verse 2]
i took roads not taken, met little daisy
and the secrets that she hides
but it ain’t been easy for dear miss m
since the man that she loved died
so it’s up to us to find the entertainment
to keep ourselves brave and bold
and what better way to show our gallantry
than to dig for that liquid gold
(dig it up, dig it up)

[chorus]
time’s a wastin’, cousin, can’t spare a minute
(chasin’ after that liquid gold)
feel the vibes in the air o’ those st. lou’ spirits
(we’d rather get it than ever get old)

we can speak easy, chums, we’ll keep out of sight
(chasin’ after that liquid gold)
so take a swig for your courage and we’ll own tonight
(we’d rather get it than ever get old)

[verse 3]
now the extravagance and show of this sordid affair
will nary spoilt the ambiance of the mississippi air
and if thine eyes shall fall and rest on the scene
then pay no mind, friend, merely greasing the machine
i’ve had run-ins with rumrunners and rubes
but it’s never bothered me none, just a normal afternoon
so if you’re keen to listen, here’s an offer i’ll propose
let me work and i’ll provide you with a touch o’ that liquid gold
[chorus]
time’s a wastin’, friend, can’t spare a minute
(chasin’ after that liquid gold)
and there’s no sweeter smell than the st. lou’ spirits
(we’d rather get it than ever get old)

we’re speaking easy, friends, we’re on a bootlegger’s flight
(chasin’ after that liquid gold)
we’ll take a swig for our courage and we’ll own tonight
(we’d rather get it than ever get old)

[outro]
so take a swig for your courage and we’ll own tonight
we’d rather get it than ever get old

- paranoid dj michael kovach belsheber rusape lisa reimold

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