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Darren Geffre - Crab lyrics
I went down to reservation town I saw my friend, he was drinking Bloodshot eyes, the kind I recognize I said, You gotta quit cause you're sinking down He got in my face, said, "man you're outta place" "You look like some kind of apple" But I could tell he was on the edge of hell And he could never get higher I am my father's son I am my daughter's father Get red blood and white blood And they run together I was thrown in the mix Take the good with the bad And I am just another Crab In the bucket She grew up on Blackfeet ways My mother living on nothing Left up home, South Dakota all alone Cause poverty got her thinking hard I don't want my kids to live like we did And maybe they'll have a future She sacrificed the way she lived her life Helped me become what I am I am my father's son I am my daughter's father Get red blood and white blood And they run together I was thrown in the mix Take the good with the bad And I am just another Crab In the bucket (Musical Break) I am my father's son I am my daughter's father Get red blood and white blood And they run together I was thrown in the mix Take the good with the bad And I am just another Crab In the bucket In the bucket Just another Crab In the bucket |
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