Ram In The Thicket

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Craig Finn - Rock

Ram In The Thicket

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A wraith in a raincoat paid cash for the ticket A ram got caught by his horns in the thicket Motels, mattresses, packets of matches Detectives ask questions: "Exactly what happened?" Sacramento sort of felt like a sacrifice But also sort of seemed like a scam In the bonfire ashes, in the camps by the creek The dogs scratched up a bracelet and teeth We were swarmed by the flies, we were rubbing our eyes I saw Isaac in the parking lot standing with some other guy If you see him, maybe ask him why Why he wouldn't introduce me to that other guy With our wrists wrapped up in the cables and cords We were down in some ditch getting soaked by the storm Some strange [?] took a torch to the corn A ram in the thicket and it's caught by its horn California came on with a promise At first I kind of believed it Now it seems needy and desperate And the ram's all stuck in the thicket It's a horn in the thicket belongs to the ram That clouded our voices, said someone call Abraham Tell your girl to chill, tell her Isaac understands And those little white pills, they look so big in tiny hands Tell the ram to hold still, it's too late to make new plans Sacramento sort of felt like a sacrifice It also sort of seemed like a scam It's too late to make new plans It's too late to make new plans It's too late to make new plans It's too late to make new plans

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