Town went form pig town wrecks in the yard Scream at the son just finish the job Telephone poles slowly weeping the pitch The putters brown sweat runs back down the ditch A great place to visit. better place to leave False poison sumac lies on the eve Weather vanes beat of mooring of shutters The pig town blue run deep down the gutters The skis are heavy Abram Block after block after block All across the marsh trees harshly accuse Pointing black fingers most broke with abuse High tension wires lung in gree s Men have their conscious while dog have their fleas Cyclops wink as he sink to the soil Labour in vain labour in toil The resident's sir comes to the shadows and sticks The pig town blues run right through the bricks The skis are heavy Abram Block after block after block The skis are heavy Abram Block after block after block The skis are heavy Abram Block after block after block The skis are heavy Abram Block after block after block _______________________________ Every last blind pulled when I walk down the street The only sound I hear is my tired heartbeat Well, sometimes I feel just like a motherless child, yeah Motherless child, yeah This place once had a name, the people once had faces In every town I find it's the same sad situation Sometimes I feel just like a countryless man, yeah Countryless man, yeah My father tried to break me, my mother, she tried to raise The county correct me from my wild ways My father tried to break me, my mother, she tried to raise The county correct me from my wild ways I once saw figures about a mile off So I waited in the woods until they were gone Sometimes I feel just like a wandering dog, yeah Wandering dog, yeah My father tried to break me, my mother, she tried to raise The county correct me from my wild ways My father tried to break me, my mother, she tried to raise The county correct me from my wild ways
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