Rain came down and the bottom fell out
The front door slammed in my face in the cold
Older than time the east side's swimmin'
In the stench of the devil for a few too many
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Swift time pa**es and the pages tear
One hand to another and another despair
Some thrown outta windows teeth do tell
Some dead on arrival when the sirens wail
Maybe some have a choice in a low down moment
Makin' change in the mornin' when the dreams are broken
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Now the flesh gets messy with a smile and a nod
On the hooks of a dealer to the Grace of God
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