R.E.M. - Green : Orange Crush
 

R.E.M.



Green



Orange Crush





Follow me, don't follow me



I've got my spine, I've got my orange crush



Collar me, don't collar me



I've got my spine, I've got my orange crush



We are agents of the free



I've had my fun and now its time to



Serve your conscience overseas (over me, not over me)



Coming in fast, over me







High on the booze



in a tent



paved with blood,



nine-inch howl,



brave the night,



chopper comin' in, you hope.







We'd circle and we'd circle and we'd circle to stop and consider and



centered on the pavement stacked up all the trucks jacked up and



our wheels in slush and orange crush in pocket and all this here county



hell any county it's just like heaven here and I was remembering and I



was just in a different county and all then this whirlybird that I



headed for I had my goggles pulled off I knew it all I knew every back



road and every truck stop