In The City (2009)
Smoke stack and a rainstorm - Wrong way to move on
Iron Chain, too long - No moon Sun gone.
Road up on a lifeline - Tracks up on a train line
Dead dog and bad luck - Rat-hole and thin line.
Bus riding a Greyhound - Wakin' up in a bad land
Warm heart, cold hand - I can't sit and I can't stand.
Thank god on a bad day - Bad job and low pay
No right and no way - Be up again someday.
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WAY DOWN IN THE CITY
WAY DOWN IN THE CITY
MAXED OUT TO THE LIMIT
WAY DOWN IN THE CITY
Bad debt and I gone broke - Waste dump, done choked
Bad rust, bad smoke - I'm gettin' sick and it's no joke.
Green house big heat - Dead trees, Dead Meat
Fast food you can't eat - These kids are dead beat.
Toll freed a hostage - Bank raid and I get rich
Fuel pump, oil slick - Black Gold that you dig.
Sick feet of grave stone - Testify
I burned up and I done wrong - Just can't get satisfied.
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Straight down to state street - Hot tub and a hair grease
Dogged round, big freeze - Bad trouble with the police
Street backs, switchblades - No sense on a crusade
Long trail to no place - This land, god made.
White world and moonshine — Black bear and a bad time
I lost sight and i gone blind - The last chance of a lifetime.
White rose on a milestone - Black deuce on a love stone
Southbound, unknown - The last stop’s a headstone.
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