Elizabeth by The Holy Ghost Electric Show Lyrics
The angels are throwing a parade
Above the downtown YMCA
They bang their pots and pans and their drums
And disappear into the golden sun
It got me thinking about the years gone by
As a box car Chevrolet drove by and pounded my mind
I remember when me and my brother were young
And father took us in the woods where the deer and doe made love
And said, “That whisper in the wind, boys
I’ve heard it before
It’s just shakedown from the Lord.”
Elizabeth, do you know what it’s for?
Your father became a pastor
He said, “Give me the weak, give me the bastard.”
And I remember those towering pines
That guarded those childhood times
But now those trees are gone in the name of a highway
And now the red, white, and blue has turned into a neon skyway
And feel like Achilles
I feel like Brando
I’m feel like I’m hanging on some Rockwell Twain halo
But late at night I’ve been having the grandest of visions
Of an empty ballroom and to your womb you’re whispering
“That whisper in the wind, boy
I’ve heard it before
It’s just a shakedown from the Lord.”
Elizabeth, I can’t fight this war
John Wayne killed the Indian dead
With a curse word and pistol whip ‘cross his head
But what John never did know
Is that even his swagger will grow old
And as the silver screen faded to tobacco brown
Your father and mother came back from the hospital downtown
And your Navy boy burned wild
As your parents said the same words that will crawl in your newborn’s bed
“That whisper in the wind, boys
I’ve heard it before
It’s just a shakedown from the Lord.”
Elizabeth, this is what it’s for
Above the downtown YMCA
They bang their pots and pans and their drums
And disappear into the golden sun
It got me thinking about the years gone by
As a box car Chevrolet drove by and pounded my mind
I remember when me and my brother were young
And father took us in the woods where the deer and doe made love
And said, “That whisper in the wind, boys
I’ve heard it before
It’s just shakedown from the Lord.”
Elizabeth, do you know what it’s for?
Your father became a pastor
He said, “Give me the weak, give me the bastard.”
And I remember those towering pines
That guarded those childhood times
But now those trees are gone in the name of a highway
And now the red, white, and blue has turned into a neon skyway
And feel like Achilles
I feel like Brando
I’m feel like I’m hanging on some Rockwell Twain halo
But late at night I’ve been having the grandest of visions
Of an empty ballroom and to your womb you’re whispering
“That whisper in the wind, boy
I’ve heard it before
It’s just a shakedown from the Lord.”
Elizabeth, I can’t fight this war
John Wayne killed the Indian dead
With a curse word and pistol whip ‘cross his head
But what John never did know
Is that even his swagger will grow old
And as the silver screen faded to tobacco brown
Your father and mother came back from the hospital downtown
And your Navy boy burned wild
As your parents said the same words that will crawl in your newborn’s bed
“That whisper in the wind, boys
I’ve heard it before
It’s just a shakedown from the Lord.”
Elizabeth, this is what it’s for