Cardboard Cutout Sundown Composer(s): Don Van Vliet Performer(s): Captain Beefheart & the Magic Band
You hardly know a day goes by In the cardboard cutout sundown The moon popped up like a gallery duck Sipped up gold from the sunny cup And longhorns sawed the buggy grass And a cowboy blew a harp sitting on his chapped ass And the prairie flowers didn't look a bit queer And the stars struck the sand cartwheeled And poked in the prairie A cactus juice stand the only place the crows couldn't land The bluebottle flies were as big as a cowboy's eyes And their buzz was as loud as rattlers A fire engine red whistle blows raspberries In a cloud of whipped steam A tungle weed ran out black patent yarn stinkbug hoops From above a living mail thriving dot In perfect sympathy with the cardboard cutout sundown
You hardly know a day goes by In the cardboard cutout sundown
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