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Music: F.Thorwarth
Lyrics: T.Clark, A.Bulgaropulos, A.Geremia

Out in the west, where the coyotes rest
Lives Ed on a dusty little ranch
400 miles from anything that smiles
Just snakes, tumbleweed,
and countro tapes

Barrels in an old mine,
waiting for the right time
Seepage into waterways and wells
"Cactus got a red head
and my chicken all dead,
I got green spots itchin' me like hell"

Chorus:
High life in the desert wasteland
There's a big mess in the west
Dioxin or heavy metal
It's a big mess in the west
Dump now you'll be payin' later
For the big mess in the west

"FUCK Inc., preaches ecology"
Boss smiles, holding up recycled cup
But in the night, when evil's out of site
His waste goes on west and disappears

Meanwhile in the distance,
Ed is kinda' pissed and
All his cows are growing funny horns
Ed is losing his hair,
and he's full of despair
"Christ Almighty, everything is wrong!"

Chorus

Out in the west, where the coyotes rest
Lived Ed on a dusty little ranch
400 miles from anything that smiles
Just snakes, tumbleweed,
and country tapes

Ed was taken east
and noone ever missed him
Had no kids, no relatives, no wife
Then he was dissected,
data were corrected
But they won't be published on hour life

Chorus
Music: F.Thorwarth  Lyrics: T.Clark, A.Bulgaropulos, A.Geremia    Out in the west, where the coyotes rest  Lives Ed on a dusty little ranch  400 miles from anything that smiles  Just snakes, tumbleweed,  and countro tapes    Barrels in an old mine,  waiting for the right time  Seepage into waterways and wells  "Cactus got a red head  and my chicken all dead,  I got green spots itchin' me like hell"    Chorus:  High life in the desert wasteland  There's a big mess in the west  Dioxin or heavy metal  It's a big mess in the west  Dump now you'll be payin' later  For the big mess in the west    "FUCK Inc., preaches ecology"  Boss smiles, holding up recycled cup  But in the night, when evil's out of site  His waste goes on west and disappears    Meanwhile in the distance,  Ed is kinda' pissed and  All his cows are growing funny horns  Ed is losing his hair,  and he's full of despair  "Christ Almighty, everything is wrong!"    Chorus    Out in the west, where the coyotes rest  Lived Ed on a dusty little ranch  400 miles from anything that smiles  Just snakes, tumbleweed,  and country tapes    Ed was taken east  and noone ever missed him  Had no kids, no relatives, no wife  Then he was dissected,  data were corrected  But they won't be published on hour life    Chorus