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And two dollars in his pocket
Papa didn't live long enough to see his dreams come true

So he died from too much work, broken spirit, I guess
But I
brought us up from juarez and this is where we stay.

Mama cooks chimmy changas while papa drives the drives the roach coach truck
I get work by standing in
(how's the family)
(how's the family)

Mama, you tell me how's the family
And papa, tell me how thing's going by you
And little baby sister, I heard
home, is filled with muddy water) 
I live on a battlefield, battlefield
I live on a battlefield
(All around, there's bits of broken heart)
I live
I live on a battlefield
Surrounded by the ruins of the love we built
And then destroyed between us
The smoke has cleared
As I stumble through
Papa lazed in a county rest home
And Mama lives on a rich man's farm
Sister moved in with a stranger
And here I am in another [?]
turning diamonds to coal

In love we find out who we are
In sorrow we abide
Our strength's revealed by what we build
From the broken things inside

But
I live on a battlefield
Surrounded by the ruins of the love we built
And then destroyed between us
The smoke has cleared
As I stumble through
a glass wankavator
Monster maker
Operate wild by the company of the turn stones and thinner
Talk his way out of a sunburn and be home in time for dinner
easy song
Thank God that He showed me, how to get along

My papa was a rolling stone, abandoned us & left us lone
And how it broke my heart and home
(paul carrack/nick lowe)

I live on a battlefield
Surrounding by the ruins of a love we built
And them destroyed between us
The smoke has cleared
I live on a battlefield
Surrounding by the ruins of a love we built
And them destroyed between us
The smoke has cleared
As I stumble through
I live on a battlefield
Surrounded by the ruins of the love we built
And then destroyed between us
The smoke has cleared
As I stumble through
of broken dreams.
I wonder where you are;
Are you satisfied
To go through life with a chill in your soul,
And a memory that lives by your side?
Don't
of broken dreams.
I wonder where you are;
Are you satisfied
To go through life with a chill in your soul,
And a memory that lives by your side?
Don't
paying the rent.

No mama, no papa, and I live in the ghetto.
I'm just a child from a broken home.
A little Rosa come running to meet her papa
And she'd throw her little arms around my neck and say papa and I'd say Rosa
But one day boss I've come home
I live on a battlefield
Surrounding by the ruins of a love we built
And them destroyed between us
The smoke has cleared
As I stumble through
said

This is our home, just honor our lives
Ooh, this is our home, just honor our lives

Country it was speaking, land of God
Families were broken
key is broken, my broken key is only? Me

Pneumatic destroyer, pathetic seducer
Distortion sufficient
Some day, one day, we'll live our lives again

You
Mother nature is a coward
(Mother nature is a whore)
No more presence, no more power
I pray for death by the hour

Cut another smile into me
paying the rent.

No mama, no papa, and I live in the ghetto.
I'm just a child from a broken home.
[ L.V. ]
Papa was a rolling stone
Wherever he laid his hat was his home
And when he died all he left us was alone

[ Prode'je ]
Pops was a roller,
you up to God

I know our God will guide, protect, and keep you
Teach you faith and hold you by the heart
Though your mother's heart is broken by
you up to God

I know our God will guide, protect and keep you
Teach you faith and hold you by the heart
Though your mother's heart is broken by

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