Bonnie, let me tell ya, I’ll be your Clyde any day
We’ll travel south Dakota I know just the place to stay
It’s where the outlaws run the city and the liquor tastes the best
And everybody there’s as honest as this heart that’s in my chest
You ain’t gotta take your guns off when you walk into the bar
And nobody tries to kill ya when you’re drivin in your car,
Write poems take pictures or even smoke cigars
The doors are never locked, hotels are never full
Cops are always busy sewin’ blankets outta wool
And if you ever get stuck ya know there’s always someone to pull.
So if you wanna be together darlin’
Just give me your word
I got money from New Orleans and an engine ‘neath the hood
And all you gotta say is “uh-huh, I’d love a life that good”
All you gotta say is “Clyde, I’d die to have a life that good”
So Bonnie lemme tell ya I’ll be your Clyde any day
We’ll travel south Dakota I know just the place to stay
It’s where the outlaws run the city and the liquor don’t taste the same
Yeah, the outlaws run the city and we’ll always be safe
The Shivas deliver a set of righteous three-chord wonders with a mean streak that will always be to the tastes of a certain doomy subset of ‘60s rock fans. Bandcamp Album of the Day Oct 29, 2019