Sundown like a showtune
Trumpets play full blast
To create a great impression
Ah, but it doesn't seem to last
Flat stuff, flat stuff
Way out to the way out to the setting sun
The muskrat and the bullfrog
The rabbit and the skunk
Old barns full of blue sky
Backyards full of junk
Flat stuff, flat stuff
Way out to the way out to the setting sun
You can't find no river
That ain't low and brown
It's full of sixteen catfish
Who just lay there farting aroun'
Flat stuff, flat stuff
Way out to the way out to the setting sun
Pete hollers to Ruthie
"Open me a beer.
When you get it open,
Bring it over here."
Flat stuff, flat stuff
Way out to the way out to the setting sun
The sun looks like a cookie
That didn't come out right
Ah, the moon looks like a cookie
And someone stole a bite
Flat stuff, flat stuff
Way out to the way out to the setting sun
When them old boys come through
Sometimes I think it would have been best
If they'd said, "Jesus, it's too flat here"
And just kept going West.
Out of the flat stuff, flat stuff
Way out to the setting sun.
Greg Brown - Flat Stuff Lyrics
Greg Brown - Flat Stuff Lyrics
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Sundown like a showtune
Trumpets play full blast
To create a great impression
Ah, but it doesn't seem to last
Flat stuff, flat stuff
Way out to the way out to the setting sun
The muskrat and the bullfrog
The rabbit and the skunk
Old barns full of blue sky
Backyards full of junk
Flat stuff, flat stuff
Way out to the way out to the setting sun
You can't find no river
That ain't low and brown
It's full of sixteen catfish
Who just lay there farting aroun'
Flat stuff, flat stuff
Way out to the way out to the setting sun
Pete hollers to Ruthie
"Open me a beer.
When you get it open,
Bring it over here."
Flat stuff, flat stuff
Way out to the way out to the setting sun
The sun looks like a cookie
That didn't come out right
Ah, the moon looks like a cookie
And someone stole a bite
Flat stuff, flat stuff
Way out to the way out to the setting sun
When them old boys come through
Sometimes I think it would have been best
If they'd said, "Jesus, it's too flat here"
And just kept going West.
Out of the flat stuff, flat stuff
Way out to the setting sun.
Trumpets play full blast
To create a great impression
Ah, but it doesn't seem to last
Flat stuff, flat stuff
Way out to the way out to the setting sun
The muskrat and the bullfrog
The rabbit and the skunk
Old barns full of blue sky
Backyards full of junk
Flat stuff, flat stuff
Way out to the way out to the setting sun
You can't find no river
That ain't low and brown
It's full of sixteen catfish
Who just lay there farting aroun'
Flat stuff, flat stuff
Way out to the way out to the setting sun
Pete hollers to Ruthie
"Open me a beer.
When you get it open,
Bring it over here."
Flat stuff, flat stuff
Way out to the way out to the setting sun
The sun looks like a cookie
That didn't come out right
Ah, the moon looks like a cookie
And someone stole a bite
Flat stuff, flat stuff
Way out to the way out to the setting sun
When them old boys come through
Sometimes I think it would have been best
If they'd said, "Jesus, it's too flat here"
And just kept going West.
Out of the flat stuff, flat stuff
Way out to the setting sun.