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Rusty Cage
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Requiem of the Crazies
It's kind of hard being a bum in this town With the kids run while roaming all around We go by behind without a sound And we all got stories to tell Put a penny in a cup no matter how small I'm just a dollar short of catching the Greyhound home And God bless you sir won't see me no more Cause I'll be drunk behind the Jiffy store Well I'm gonna get straight if it's the last thing I can do I get my life together if someone would care And if I should die before my time is through Tell all the people who I was On a bench, a sour stench, clutching my booze A pair of swiss cheese socks and torn up shoes Whiskey breath, dumpster chef, next to Taco Bell I dropped my aspirations down a wishing well Drunken stance, piss my pants, piano-key teeth All these things will blind you from a man beneath Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com I'm not a fool, been to school, I've read Sun Tzu You see us bums are people too So I'm back in jail, I can't make bail I get my three square meals Oh how I've forgotten how a bed and pillow feels I'll take a breath, there's nothing left I'll lift my head, the Bible said To all those weary, I will give you rest On the streets where I sleep, Bullet is my name You see I've lost my wife and child in the whiskey is blame So I've been preaching gospels to the crazies on the curb Among these people I'll achieve my fame Cause I can't get a job, 'cause of dirt on my face I can't find a wood for our resting place I ain't a bad guy, Lord knows I try And I'm 'prolly right here in the ally where I'll die
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