Brian and the Nightmares - Nash County Strip Tease

Head down I kept one eye
On that ditch line beside
Looking close for my friend Jack the rodent
'Cause he's trying to hitch a ride

Seems he's been swept out
By a rude Atlantic wind

Not a trace of where he used to stand
And the scrapes are evident on the face of every man

Nash County looked like a junkyard
Without a fence
Treetops in living rooms
Hard pressed to make some sense

Seems they've been tore down
By a rude Atlantic wind

Not a trace of where they used to stand
And the scrapes are evident on the face of every man

Well it's the hurricanes they give names
But it's the twisters they can't
Hard to track down that one-legged bastard
While he does his evil dance

Me I don't hang around
No rude Atlantic wind

Not a trace of where they used to stand
And the scrapes are evident
On the face of every man
Not a trace of where they used to stand
And the scrapes are evident
On the face of every man

Written by:
Brian Relleva

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