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The Pine That Stands Tallest on the Mountain

Posted to Tribute to Ken Kesey




They's clear cuttin' the mountain bald these days
They's takin away all my friends
Leaving me here alone with The Big Nurse and Mr. Turkle, and Mr. Harding
Winter's comin' to the mountain soon
First I lost Gregory in Minnesota
Then I come back to Oregon and now
These bastards have locked me up again
Let's vote to change the daily schedule
Let's watch the World Series
Let's break out and get on the bus and go deep-sea fishing
I know how to fish for thieves and complements
Let's break the windows and bend the bars
Come on, Ken, let's go FURTHER
Let's get off this weeping mountain, christ
Let's go find the astral plane