Florida Feeling by Dry recordings published on 2016-11-11T09:31:21Z I left the Jacksonville airport, drove through the sprawl It felt just like the tropics and I felt on a roll To the quiet buzz of Gainesville, through a silent thunderstorm I caught a late nite show at Wayward, I got five star to go I was sitting late with Chris in his office, sealing envelopes Got a twelve-pack beer for sharing but I was drinking alone We went tubing down the Ichetucknee river, there was no one around The stirrings from a coral snake made the only sound Yeah how I miss that Florida feeling, Yeah how I miss that Florida flow All the cockroaches and screen doors, the sweat and glow A jar of boiled peanuts sitting on the dashboard The complete discography of the mountain goats on an ipod I had sand all over from the beach in St. Augustine My hair felt stiff from ocean water but still I felt so clean Yeah how I miss that Florida feeling, Yeah how I miss that Florida flow Banana spiders and Spanish moss and all those drunken shows Genre Rock