Comatose Luck
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Lyrics
Maybe we'll decide to get buried here. Well, you'd better come with me, Duke. I'm planning to be buried in the petrified forest. You know, I've been evolving a theory about that which would interest you. It's the graveyard of the civilization that shot from under us. A world of outmoded ideas. There are all so many dead stumps in the desert. That's where I belong. So do you, Duke. You're the last greater fossil of rugged individualism. From ' The Petrified Forest' (1936)
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Song Details
- Duration
- 03:39
- Key
- 7
- Tempo
- 112 BPM