Fire At The Pageant

Harlan's papa wouldn't stay in the ground

Dead and buried and he walked into town

Lord God, what is Ma' to do?



Mama's so mad cause he muddied up his suit

Caught in a thorn bush, blowin' on a flute

Lord God, what is Ma' to do?



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Everybody calm down, please stop shouting

Go on run call 911

Calm down, calm down, calm down



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Fire, fire at the pageant

Everybody calm down, please stop shouting

Go on run call 911

Calm down, calm down, calm down



If he'd be driving into town

Everyone would stand around, and stare

Harlan's girl would catch a glimpse

In the mirror as she crimps her hair



Harlan's papa wouldn't stay in the ground

Dead and buried and he walked into town

Lord God, what is Ma' to do?



Mama's so mad cause she can't scare him off

Even if she's wrapped in a tablecloth

Oh Lord, what is Ma' to do?



12456789Thousand

Everybody calm down, please stop shouting

Go on run call 911

Calm down, calm down, calm down



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Fire, fire at the pageant

Everybody calm down, please stop shouting

Go on run call 911

Calm down, calm down, calm down



124

Fire, fire at the pageant

Everybody calm down, please stop shouting

Go on run call 911

Calm down, calm down, calm down



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Fire, fire at the pageant

Everybody calm down, please stop shouting

Go on run call 911



Ha ha ha ha

You supposed to be dead Mr. Harlan

Ha ha ha ha

You supposed to be dead, go back to sleep