“Sign says clearance to the twelve-foot line, but the chickens was stacked to thirteen-nine. Well we shot that tunnel at a hundred-and-ten, like gas through a funnel and eggs through a hen, and we took that top row of chickens off slicker than scum off a Lousiana swamp. Went down and around and around and down ‘til we run outta ground at the edge of town. Bashed into the side of the feed store... in downtown Pagosa Springs.”
-Wolf Creek Pass
—Chip Davis
I’ve always had difficulty reconciling that song with all the Fresh Aire and Manheim Steamroller albums.