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Gone Jackals - Barrel of Crabs lyrics
I was born there, Before I knew better. Went to school there, But learned to avoid that. Fell in love there, But love couldn t thrive there. Picked it up And I left it behind, said - Man, alive! Get me out of this barrel of crabs. Most our homes were Depressed by division. What passed for friendship Was really protection . Any work there Disolved into trouble. Ate me up, Livin life on the bubble, said - Man, alive! Get me out of this barrel of crabs. Everytime I d gain some ground, Another man s scheme would just pull me back down. Everytime I spied the top. The next poor sucker s there to give me the drop. |
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