slap leather lyrics – james taylor

take all the money that we need for school
and to keep the street people in out of the cold
spend it on a weapon you can never use
make the world an offer that they can’t refuse
open up the door and let the shark-men feed
hoover of the future in the land of greed
sell the ponderosa to the j*panese
slap leather, head for that line of trees, yeah
slap leather
go on ron
just about to go myself

turn the whole wide world into a tv show
so it’s just the same game wherever you go
you never meet a soul that you don’t already know
one big advertis*m*nt for the status quo
as if these celebrities were your close friends
as if you knew how the story ends
as if you weren’t sitting in a room alone
and there was somebody real at the other end of the phone, yeah
phone s*x
just about to dial your number

get all worked up so we can go to war
we find something worth killing for
tie a yellow ribbon around your eyes
big mcfalafel and a side of fries
yeah, big mcfalafel
stormin’ norman
i just love a parade
slap leather
phone love
big mcfalafel
just about to dial myself

/ james taylor lyrics