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A truck parked this morning, outside the grocery store
Friends face the future, they’re wearin’ summer clothes
Great cosmic forces, like fallin’ dominoes
I love talking funny, it’s the only song I know
Sweet smart and sexy, the day my life began
Burnt out and damaged, I dragged my body home
This slice is runny, it’s dripping down my clothes
Flies stick to honey, it’s the only game they know
Poor Boy-I walk into the river in my hat and shoes
Poor Boy-I’m sittin’ at the table with a knife and spoon
Life fast die happy- don’t let your panties show
I trust market forces- it’s the only song I know
So come and rock my soul- where sin and sorry lie
White horses carry me- unto the other side
Poor Boy I’m livin’ in a country where my thoughts are cold
Poor Boy I’m waitin’ for the harvest of the seeds I sow
A flower in the night- with thoughts of days gone
I’ve got to ring that bell- and I’ll be satisfied
Poor Boy I’m wearin’ silver slippers and a long white gown
Poor boy I picture in my mind the day the walls come down
Poor Boy I’m livin’ in a country where I’m never free
Poor Boy I’m writing down the names of all the things I see
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