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I come from not far from here |
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A long time ago |
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Spent years on that mountain |
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Before they even built this town below |
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I had a place on the ridge |
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With a view for miles around |
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Until the day those men came up |
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And dragged me into town |
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A shame what they did to me |
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It's a crying shame |
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It was a shame the way they treated me |
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Back in town they beat me down so bad |
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I passed into something else |
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And when I woke, |
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I lookedI couldn't even recognize myself |
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I was a completely covered in useless information |
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Anyone looking could see |
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In the back of a truck with a rubber band |
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Stuck around what was left of me |
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The next thing |
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I know I'm thrown in a yard |
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Where I wait a while and then |
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This old man walks out in a bathrobe |
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Picks me up and walks me back in |
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And he freed me from that rubber band alright |
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But in what seemed like a flash |
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He glanced me over once and then |
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He threw me into the trash |
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Well, that's how |
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I ended up |
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On this land fill, here lying around |
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Waiting for this big old pile of garbage we're on |
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To work its way back underground |
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Where I hope to grow up tall again |
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Maybe even right here on this very spot |
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Might seem like a pipe dream to you |
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But doll face it's all |
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I gotYou see man seems to think |
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The world was made for him |
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And that might be true |
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But there's is a crack in every side walk |
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Where the grass breaks through |
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You know what |
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I'm saying, baby |
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Stick with me |
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Someday you may have it made |
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In the shade of a tree |
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Someday you may have it made |
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In the shade of a tree |