The room is turning round
and the world can be confusing
there's no iceburgs in iceland
there's no thanksgiving in turkey
Come on, get your reasoning
you know money grows on trees these days
so go on plant a thousand
and be like Johnny Appleseed
Come on, break a leg
and climb on down the rabbit hole
tell alice that Elvis wants his
crown back in his grave
'cause Graceland ain't big enough to
house the dead
The room flipped upside down
and the good lord refused me
from the belly of a whale
I will sing blue song of beauty so
Come on, get your reasoning
you know money grows on trees these days
so go on plant a thousand
and be like Johnny Appleseed
Come on, break a leg
and climb on down the rabbit hole
tell alice that Elvis wants his
crown back in his grave
'cause Graceland ain't big enough to
house the dead
Come on boy, ya listening?
My two cents, two cents is worth
ten grand, I said
Come on boy, ya listening?
My two cents, two cents is worth
ten grand!
Come on, break a leg
and climb on down the rabbit hole
tell alice that Elvis wants his
crown back in his grave
'cause Graceland ain't big enough to
house the dead
Will Stewart’s “County Seat” is full of richly-detailed songs that split the difference between Americana & classic college rock. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 7, 2018