Heavy Head - The Orwells

Dry-mouthed in the hot white sand

Duct-taped in a big white van

Put a bag over their heads

Cut a hole when their face turns red

I got this feeling when you’re not around

Like a freight train runnin' through town

And when they bark at it don’t make a sound

This whole generation don’t make a

In every wolf

There’s a dog looking for revenge

So take me to the desert

And chop off my heavy, heavy head

Put it in an easter basket and

Place it down

Upon my momma’s bed

My heavy, heavy head

Dry-mouthed in the hot white sand

On the way to the promised land

Did you cross that man?

(you shouldn’t cross that man)

Did you pay that man?

(you gotta pay that man)

I got this feeling when you’re not around

Tied up on the Native’s ground

And when they bark at it don’t make a sound

This whole generation don’t make a

In every wolf

There’s a dog looking for revenge

So take me to the desert

And chop off my heavy, heavy head

Put it in an easter basket and

Place it down

Upon my momma’s bed

My heavy, heavy head!