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By Street Dogs, When you're stuck in a deep, self reflective mode
Reach for
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By Street Dogs, I got to go back to the world
Back to my
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By Street Dogs, I'm tired of American socialite culture
God, it makes me sick
I've
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By Street Dogs, Morality patrol
First amendment she's coming down
First amendment she's coming down
First
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By Street Dogs, Take your soapbox rants and your politics
Stick them where the
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By Street Dogs, Sha-La-La
Sha-La-La
Shine on me
Sha-La-La
Sha-La-La
Shine on me
She shuffles her feet
In that kitchen
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By Street Dogs, Shame and anger in his mind
They torture and this shit's
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By Street Dogs, He had just turned nineteen yesterday,
Wanted to be a school
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By Street Dogs, We like to stress a lot
Never blow our top
That red
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By Street Dogs, Seems to me you were snake bitten from day one
Absent
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By Street Dogs, [Originally by The Skids]
Into the valley
Bethrothed and divine
Realisations no virtue
But
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By Street Dogs, We've passed the point of argument, the tension fills the
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By Street Dogs, Pray as you rest on this night
As God, November, and
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By Street Dogs, Locked and loaded one more time
Seeing if you can read
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By Street Dogs, Some people will go for years, without ever finding their
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By Street Dogs, Not without a purpose and it's not without a fight
I've
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By Street Dogs, Neponset neighborhood landscape
You loomed larger than most
Scholastic and academic achievements
All
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By Street Dogs, The stain of these times
Cuts right into our lives
These conflict
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By Street Dogs, Two hundred Irish go into Mexico
To fight a battle of
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By Street Dogs, Our beloved democracy is now 6 feet under, yes it
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By Street Dogs, He's just a drunk
Yeah, an old salty dog
Stagger, you drink
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By Street Dogs, I can't stop these visions in my head
When I wake
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By Street Dogs, An elaborate con of the common man
Propelled by your massive
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By Street Dogs, See him wasted on the sidewalk in his jacket and
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By Street Dogs, We were always drunken roustabouts
Had our ups, downs and near
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By Street Dogs, Like Bob said, the times are a'changing
Unfortunately for us bossman's
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By Street Dogs, Like Bob said the times are a changing
Unfortunately for us
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By Street Dogs, You're power mad
You want everybody to act like you
Talking your
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By Street Dogs, Verse: All of my life I've searched for clarity I
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By Street Dogs, You were the razor edge poet From a punk lost