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[ti:Drinking Song From The Home Stretch] |
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[ar:Mischief Brew] |
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[al:The Stone Operation] |
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It was somewhere in the suburbs of Philadelphia. |
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A house was gutted, added onto six times its weight. |
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About a week to go until the move-in date, |
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And everybody runnin' in a six-day race. |
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There was bangin', there was buzzin' everybody on their knees. |
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"Runnin' behind," everyone can agree. |
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Yet Four O'Clock arrive and someone brought back a case, |
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And the power went out in the whole damn place. |
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Property is theft until the thieves are away. |
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If we did this in a month, we'd be arrested and detained |
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For draggin' all our brains beyond the barbed-wire chain |
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And drinkin' on private land. |
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From the Foreman to the laborers to the migrants to me: |
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"Stop drop and wrap up, pull up a bucket, have a seat." |
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Tattered T's and ragged jeans all gathered around, |
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Finally sayin' somethin' more than, "Move your van, I'm pullin' out." |
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And there was something all of us had seen: |
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The owner was a creep, something greedy stuck in his teeth. |
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You see, anybody that needs a nine-car garage with heat |
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Ain't never was and never will be no friend to me. |
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We're singin', "Property is theft until the thieves are away! |
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If we did this in a month, we'd be arrested and detained |
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For draggin' all our brains beyond the barbed-wire chain |
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And drinkin' on private land!" |
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Well, toss the empties in the garden. |
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Maybe leave a cap beneath the root as proof that we exist. |
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Well the Foreman and a painter laugh and they find some solid ground; |
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Seems they both hail from the same bars, side of tracks and side of town. |
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You-know-who makes a right and speeds away. |
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Well I say, "Cheers! With our cold sweaty beers!" |
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We won't be 'llowed 'round here |
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When all those gates close, and then security takes the wheel. |
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But that's another time, and we'll be on another job. |
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Just don't call me, man, when the joints cracks and your pipes all clog. |
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I scrape off my watch, and if the boss calls, |
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I'll say: "We're drinkin' on private land!" |
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"Property is theft until the thieves are away! |
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If we did this in a month, we'd be arrested and detained |
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For draggin' all our brains beyond the barbed-wire chain |
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And drinkin' on private land!" |
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"Property is theft until the thieves are away! |
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If we did this in a month, we'd be arrested and detained |
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For draggin' all our brains beyond the barbed-wire chain |
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And drinkin' on private land!" |