When I was in my office Thursday, I was struck (once again) with how "Thin Blue Flame" is an outstanding tune.
So I'm sharing it today.
Here's some snippets of the lyrics:
Heaven's just a thin blue line.
If God's up there, he's in a cold dark room.
The heavenly host are just the cold dark moons.
He bent down and made the world in seven days,
And ever since he's been a'walking away,
Mixing with nitrogen in lonely holes
Where neither seraphim or raindrops go.
I see an old man wandering the halls alone.
Only a full house gonna make a home.
If what's loosed on earth will be loosed up on high,
It's a Hell of a Heaven we must go to when we die
Where even Laurel begs Hardy for vengeance please.
The fat man is crying on his hands and his knees.
Back in the peacetime he caught roses on the stage.
Now he twists indecision takes bourbon for rage.
Lead pellets peppering aluminum.
Halcyon, laudanum and Opium
Sings kiss thee hardy this poisoned cup.
His winding sheet is busy winding up.
In darkness he looks for the light that has died,
But you need faith for the same reasons that it's so hard to find.
And this whole thing is headed for a terrible wreck.
And like good tragedy that's what we expect.