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I wanna tell you bout Texas Radio and the Big Beat
Comes out of the Virginia swamps
Cool and slow with plenty of precision
With a back beat narrow and hard to master

Some call it heavenly in its brilliance
Others, mean and ruthful of the Western dream
I love the friends I have gathered together on this thin raft
We have constructed pyramids in honor of our escaping
This is the land where the Pharaoh died

The Negroes in the forest brightly feathered
They are saying, "Forget the night.
Live with us in forests of azure.
Out here on the perimeter there are no stars
Out here we is stoned - immaculate."

Listen to this, and Ill tell you bout the heartache
Ill tell you bout the heartache and the lose of God
Ill tell you bout the hopeless night
The meager food for souls forgot
Ill tell you bout the maiden with raw iron soul

Ill tell you this
No eternal reward will forgive us now for wasting the dawn

Ill tell you bout Texas Radio and the Big Beat
Soft drivin, slow and mad, like some new language

Now, listen to this, and Ill tell you bout the Texas
Ill tell you bout the Texas Radio
Ill tell you bout the hopeless night
Wandering the Western dream
Tell you bout the maiden with raw iron soul