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Our debut CD, plus a limited edition, framable mini-poster (same size as a vinyl 45rpm record sleeve). While supplies last! Every print is unique, handmade by Dennis and Lainie.
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Niagara Falls Boulevard provided Buffalo's early automobile owners a pleasant venue for their Sunday drives, the road to the Falls soon becoming dotted with cabins and motels. Join Grover Cleveland, Geronimo, and notorious McKinley assassin Leon Czolgosz in this Bob Dylan-inspired Motor Fantasy, full of references to the 716.
lyrics
Verse 1 (Dennis)
Grover Cleveland and Geronimo were out enjoying a Sunday drive
“Take me to the Aerodome!” Geronimo he suddenly did cry.
He didn’t wait for an answer, he went and took the wheel
The Silver Arrow spun out on an apple peel
Csolgosz begged the mob to let them through to Highway 62.
Verse 2 (Keith)
There’s a little bit of everything, baby, just tell me where to go.
We can do pizza in Niagara Falls, or Whataburger in old El Paso.
The tourism leaflets are fading in the light
Still legible on the reverse is, “For a good time,
Set your touring compass to Highway 62.”
Verse 3 (Andrew)
The rest stop was stripped to the walls, everything that wasn’t sold was burned
The looters all took numbers, Czolgosz was still waiting for his turn
Grover got awfully friendly with the help;
[said, “You’re a] hottie with a smoking body.” She said, “You’re not so bad yourself--
Why’s a two-timer like you, on Highway 62?”
Mandolin Solo
Verse 4 (Keith)
The county boys stopped a Chevy, rattling along the boulevard
The driver played it nice and cool, waited til the cops let down their guard
He pressed the pedal to the floor, he knew he had to bail
Flashing lights in his mirrors were hot on his tail
I blocked his path, I wouldn’t let him through, on Highway 62
Verse 5 (Andrew)
The city canceled miracles, music unilaterally on hold
(classified as non-essential, since it merely nourishes the soul)
On every star of every flag, some hero had spray-painted, “No goal” (no goal!)
We stopped at a NOCO to get directions from
A disgraced field goal kicker--I think he made them up;
They were off a yard or two, from Highway 62
Verse 6 (Dennis)
The Silver Arrow was out of gas, and Geronimo was fresh out of ideas
….
The zoning board let the motels moulder where they fell
Saying, “Make like a tree and bury yourself.
Hurry up, you’re blocking our view--of Highway 62.”
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