40 Years lyrics by Counting Crows

I was born in the jungle

With the sickening smell of cinnamon in the air

I was born in a white hole and I can't believe the colors here

They stalk on a circle

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I've never been blessed with elephant's memory

I'm riding a red line nowhere



Refrain



If it takes 40 years for the gun to be paid for

If it takes 40 years I'll put the money away

If it takes 40 years to get the things that I need sir

If it takes 40 years I'll walk the thunder and the rain



I was born in a good home

Where the rising cost of raising children

Was not a factor and you can't believe the things it does to me

I filled with the white noise

Well I never did much of anything anyway

Jump n a big train nowhere

On a big train nowhere



Refrain



I wanna buy me a good heart, and a conscience, maybe raise some children

I wanna get me a good wife, and God and God and God and god

And I'll start me a new life with a six foot color television

I'll start me a new life somewhere



I was born on a warm night

On the right coast, southeastern america

Dead on arrival, but you can't believe the things you hear

I'll fly me a white plane over water over blue and green and land in the

Ocean somewhere