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this kid up on the podium, talking about him
Sharing some memories and playing his guitar
The sun was going down and we had all just lit our candles

L.A. Salami:

Hello? Stokely? It's Lookman... Pick up...
They gave me this number to call.
But there's no fallout like the full stream of conscious

'89
In the pines by the bayou
There's a field off farm road 6
You can find more sunshine
Than money can buy you

Here's to you
Here's to you
This little

Your little hoodrat friend makes me sick
But after I get sick I just get sad
'Cause it burns being broke, hurts to be heartbroken
And always being

Your Little Hoodrat Friend

The Hold Steady

A Positive Rage

2009

Your little hoodrat friend makes me sick
But after I get sick I just get sad
'Cause it burns being broke, hurts to be heartbroken
And always being

the USA?
This is not our fault
We will not join his cult
My party addresses you
Mister Demon President

(Bridge)
(Guitar Solo)

Selfish and determined,
So

bugging you seeing the swarm 
If you not with it you're drowned by us all 
Spitting like iroh you finna get burn
Bragging and stacking that is my new norm

what the fuck you want from me"
Um wait
Listen,
Watering the trees cause they speak to me, give this to the weak and they might just burn something woah

a terrible room-
Gilded with the gold teeth
Of the women who loved you!
Now, though I die,
Magpie, this I bequeath:
By any other name
A jay is still blue

With

falling down now
Let's add some guitars

No creature was stirring
Not even a mouse
If we all get too cold now
I'll burn down my house

The stockings were

control this

Cause I've been maneuvered by the most high above
Prophets looking down on me I'm so dearly loved
Joseph next to me while I'm doing drugs

with ones we loved
We'd leave no room for opening up
I feel insane suffering this pain
A room, a wall, busted guitar
A broken tooth, a broken heart

I

your head, she nearly dragged you down 
But you got away, the time is now 

At the station your guitar case, is by your side 
It's all that you need, it

got the SARS
This go hard
Rockstar level, smashing MIG’s guitar
Used to watch Rob Level
Passed the bar, now El can afford cigars
Burn up the cigars

hair, when everyone else was 
Wiggin' out squinting at the glare 
Your words went unspoken, you grew broken
We had trouble copin' with this innocence

here pickin' this guitar
Singin' out a song about an Angel and a mornin' star
Wonderin' how I got here, wonderin' how you burners are
Wonderin',  have

ain't that a bitch
Shit crazy out here man gotta no how to move man for real
I have to pour my heart out over this guitar
I'm indigenous to the projects i

playin nothin but 100 year old songs
I got the Royal street blues all day long

All the pretty ladies pass by this way
Through the quarter they sashay
I've

Verse I:

I was leaning by a tree
My guitar between you and me
I can't say
That I've ever been alive before today
Now I am alive

Verse II:

Drawing

and steal the moon
Get me out of this room
It feels like it's my doom
This song it’s too hot that you can burn!

And I just want to be somebody!
But there is

Come on put your feet up
What you gotta lose in this black city
They say I'm nifty

I end up bummed out by the scam
It was a classic burnout spam
I call

Poppin' on your crew like a smoke screen (smoke screen)
Burnin' more then that og reefa (reefa)
Sprite spilt my night with this lean (with this lean)

friends without you
Listen as my rockets crash and burn

Hey there Ladybird, don't you fly away or walk on by
Hey there Ladybird, landing on my shoulder,

and your sweet sting has struck me down
But I'm soothed by the groove of your strums and your quick frowns
I'm enchanted by the fire that still burns within