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inadvertant class reunion

yeh yeh            
you don't wanna know a tramp like me          
i've seen too much          
i've been down too hard          
           
shotgun in the mouth          
of this blue collar town          
every heart is in          
 the local pawn shop for a couple of bucks          
to pay the light bill          
or some get high          
           
prolly one and the same          
nobody cares about your former football stats            
from high school          
the plant closed down          
there seems to be a cocaine craze          
what the fuck else          
were you suppost to do          
don't worry i know          
           
pushin 35          
but atleast you're alive          
the 1 bedroom is more than you could          
to see a child          
 who's shortly turning 5            
no health insurance and the re occurrence          
of being dropped off at the bar          
yeah you got that in your pocket pops      
yeah        
           
if moms thought i was a good scarecrow            
to ward off the birds          
that drop tail around here          
don't tell her she was wrong          
but tell amy and her daughter i said hi          
you always taught us to be soldiers          
yeh lil sgt. james and john...          
we get it on      
yeh         
           
 the same          
as you do home          
throwin shots right back          
at anybody          
who indirectly says our name          
who has any insight          
into our shitty lil life      
         
i check the mirror          
and i look just like you          
i look just like they do          
tryin to change my hair          
my friends          
my drink          
my clothes          
my car            
my love          
my life            
my face          
stickin up for the black guy          
just because i wanna put the redneck in his place          
homie you can stay          
let's play          
some biggie smalls and dire straits            
           
           
biggie who? dire what?          
all i know is in school you were a slut          
you slept with my girlfriend more than once          
you might have saved my ass from the crowd          
for now        
shit wow!         
but with your guitar playin          
and rhyme sayin          
i'd thought you would have left this town...............      
           
 
Written by johnrot
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