Back to OZ

I clicked my heels and I flew right out
Of a magic place to this little house,
In this hot wheat field
Where the sun beats down,
And it never yields,
Like an old blood hound.

So I'm lyin' here in this tiny bed,
And I can't believe what my Auntie said:
"Was a twister dear
Sent you tumblin',
And when you awoke,
You were mumblin:"

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Where's the Tinman, where's the Lion,
where's my Scarecrow friend?
Send me back to live in Oz, I'm going back again.
I have seen a world of joy where little people thrive.
I am stuck here back at home, barely half alive

I smell the cows, so I must be home,
Where my Daddy works payin' off our loans.
And he plants his seeds
In such little rows.
And he does his deeds
In such little blows.

I smell the pigs, so I know this place,
Where my mama works at a frantic pace.
She was beauty queen,
But she's faded now,
'Cause it's hard to preen
From behind a plow.

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I hear the bike coming up the path.
Daddy, take a hike! she's a psychopath.
And she will not go, til she's got the rent,
No, she won't take no, it's her sacrament.

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Lead Vocal: Eric Delore
Rhythm Electric Guitar: Jon Hundt, Eric Delore
Solo Electric Guitar: Jon Hundt, Derek Bianchi
Saxophone: Tony Corman
Bass: Kennan Shaw
Drums: Derek Ritchie
Backing Vocals: Rayke Hekker, Carol Sevilla
Back To Oz ©1997 Eric Delore.
All rights reserved.