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Tilt - Partial Birth lyrics
Liquor store, liquor store one on every corner, checks cashed any time = NO I.D. Liquor store, liquor store, malt liquor cigarettes lottery. The = car is running and kicking out funes, you've disappeared inside to buy = the daily quota, I'm fending for myself to a popular tune, digging in = the ashtray, hoping for a quarter. Mile on mile of transient hotels, = unattended children with nowhere to play, anger rips down pine street in = the form of a black chevelle, but the baptists keep singin' away. One = lone palm tree is rising above it's glamour and dignity are so out of = place an ancient pick up truck is looking for a shove, the congregation = sings, amazing grace! Submitted by: Mel |
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