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[Verse 1]
G C F5 G C F5Out on the old coast highway, flying through the night,
G C F5 G C F5Jed got stopped by the CHP, for speedin' and no brake lights.
[Harmonica Interlude]
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[Verse 2]
G C F5 G C F5Rolled down the driver's window; slipped his gun down under his seat.
G C F5 G C F5The glove-box was full of cocaine; the trunk was full of weed.
G C F5 G C F5"Driver's license and registration," said the officer with his flashlight.
G C F5 G C F5Searchin' around the floor of the car; smellin' like something ain't right.
[Harmonica Interlude]
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[Verse 3]
G C F5 G C F5Jed's life flashed before him, like a black and white super-8.
G C F5 G C F5He heard the sound of the future, on a scratchy old seventy-eight.
G C F5 G C F5Nothing was still, all was moving, when the flashlight found the gun.
G C F5 G C F5Then Jed pulled the trigger, in a split-second tragic blunder.
[Guitar Solo]
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[Verse 4]
G C F5 G C F5"It makes you think about living, what life has to tell,"
G C F5 G C F5Said Jed to Grandpa, from inside his cell.
G C F5 G C F5Camouflage hung in his closet. Guns all over the wall.
G C F5 G C F5Plans for buildings and engineers, and a book with no numbers at all.
G C F5 G C F5The whole town was stunned; they closed the Coast Highway for 12 hours.
G C F5 G C F5 No one could believe it; Jed was one of ours.
[Guitar/Harmonica Solo]
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[Verse 5]
G C F5 G C F5Meanwhile across the ocean, living in the Internet,
G C F5 G C F5Is the cause of an explosion no one has heard yet.
[Harmonica Interlude]
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[Verse 6]
G C F5 G C F5But there's no need to worry. There's no reason to fuss.
G C F5 G C F5Just Go on about your work now. And leave the drivin' to us.
G C F5 G C F5And we'll be watching you, and everything you do.
G C F5 G C F5And you can Do your part, by watchin' others too.
[Guitar Solo]
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[Verse 7]
G C F5 G C F5Grandpa put down the paper,staring in disbelief.
G C F5 G C F5Jed had always been good to him; never gave him any grief.
[Guitar/Harmonica Solo]
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[Verse 8]
G C F5 G C F5The moral of this story is try not to get too old.
G C F5 G C F5The more time you spend on earth, the more you see unfold.
G C F5 G C F5And as an afterthought, this must, too, be told,
G C F5 G C F5Some people have taken pure bullshit, and turned it into gold.
[Guitar Solo]
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