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on a train? Knowin' it don't come this way no more Goin on your own, achin' to be grown. Kickin' rocks down at the Whistlestop It's harder out here, it's
This whistle-stop hamlet called home The pistol whipped scars to the bone What innocents lost from the time thought Grasping towards the unknown
before Buckshot Remember days at whistle-stop my broski chopped the top Now were skirting in a woah Sure boy luck Bool boys up Blessed from above
at the whistlestop People say Wiggy Woo You're not allowed to be bitter The earth put you together so you have to be better The apathy never I stay engaged with stuff
Won't you come on over Won't you come on down Won't you come on over Bbbbrrrreeeeaaaakkkk I'll be your noise machine I'll be your whistlestop
Sometimes home means Not at home at all Some uncharted territory Yet any crowded place Just some whistlestops from here Tell me brother where are you bound
it heavenly for a decadent king? whistlestop for a kettle with steam as the trail meandered with the flexuousity taking things for granted vs
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