Political Poachers

Written by dewey bunnell, ©1977

Found on harbor.



Someone told me you got to be free

Someone told me to stand in the rear

Keep on searchin' for kings in the street

Keep on cryin' for something that's clear



You are one more posse to pass in the night

One more con to conceal

One more tiger to paint on a stripe

One more player to deal



Political poachers push plump packages

Past pacified places

Concerned citizens cry crude conduct

'cause captain command

Don't do dreams

Do dreary drivel drive

Doctor, daddy divine

Prize shipment tonight, tomorrow tame tempers

To touch tender time



You are one more posse to pass in the night

One more con to conceal

One more tiger to paint on a stripe

One more player to deal



You are one more posse to pass in the night

One more con to conceal

One more tiger to paint on a stripe

One more player to deal



It takes one more moment of time in your life

One more light to reveal

One more place in the sun to turn ripe

One more kingdom to feel



You are one more posse to pass in the night

One more con to conceal

One more tiger to paint on a stripe

One more player to deal



It takes one more moment of time in your life

One more light to reveal

One more place in the sun to turn ripe

One more kingdom to feel


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