Troy Raszka-Trombone
Vive le Vieux Carre, laissez le bon temps rouler!!!!
lyrics
Stella
Ride me high the nitrous sky,
fill me with your love.
Got a Battery to start me,
got a shirt to keep me warm
Stella comes upon a boat,
I will help her dock.
Got a Quarter yet to run through,
got a half yet to smoke…
Speak from the rocks, we’re upon….
Reach for the boat as it docks…..
And I feel for ya guy but i just can’t reach out and lick the tears outta your eyes….
I feel for ya guy but i just can’t reach out and lick the tears outta your eyes….
Enter now the castle of Duchess,
Drew will help us in.
Pull a crab out of the kettle,
now he’s baptized in our sin.
Worship me o worship me,
“hey mister throw me beads.”
As i wake up in the morning,
buy the grass i walked upon….
Speak from the rocks, we’re upon….
Reach for the boat as it docks…..
And I feel for ya guy but i just can’t reach out and lick the tears outta your eyes….
I feel for ya guy but i just can’t reach out and lick the tears outta your eyes….
credits
from Piedmont (the long lost No.6 sessions/1992),
released December 28, 2015
Music- Tim Davison, Tony Franklin, Jarrod Olman, Troy Raszka
Lyrics-Jarrod Olman
Recorded, Engineered and Produced by John Curley
Mixed by John Curley and Jarrod Olman