Conflict-resolution and it's damn sure not a specialty I want to thank everyone for listening to the album that they just listen to Please don't take out your lighters though it's kinda sad I'm from the meth-lab city of broken dreams and cracked out dope of means Where everybody's lookin for an ocean scene Where pac and biggie are pass'e Cause back home we speak in terms of mac dre and fat tone I'm from a city where there's actually people that Are bothered by the thought of homosexual marriage The bible belt friendly smiles and christian steeples And names like bobby sue jenkins and belinda peoples This town is so erie when it snows all the trees look like Ghost appearing from the road The crows flew south of heaven and found the elixir The echo of silence whispers from the mouth of the river To say yah this city could be great one day but the first step Is getting out of our own way I've been to bigger cities they produce bigger frowns All dying right here in this town And I know there's something beautiful within my grasp And I know I think I'm satisfied but it won't last And I know to lace my boots up and pick my path I'll find another rain storm to fill my glass To quote my life is written by anonymous f**k it I think I'll keep the liquid courage and the broken promises So if your comin' over bring a bottle and a cup There's a war goin on outside and I don't give a f**k I *could* never win the fight for me I could only minimize the details of my life story I was born late july 1981 skip a bunch of Bullshit until now and then the stories done But I'm a write the chapters later in my life In a nursing home with a sweet lady for a wife Both of us in wheel chairs we quietly hold hands It's strange but one day I'm gonna be an old man I hope to be happy on that day because I finally stood up and moved the hell outta of my own way I need to move the hell outta my own way (note to self)so do you And I know there's something beautiful within my grasp And I know I think I'm satisfied but it won't last And I know to lace my boots up and pick my path I'll find another rain storm to fill my glass No no no no no Don't get your lighters out this isnt ben harper Thank you southern thank you opus and thank you kansas city Goodnight Thanks to Tati:) for these lyrics
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Copy to Clipboard: Conflict-resolution and it's damn sure not a specialty I want to thank everyone for listening to the album that they just listen to Please don't take out your lighters though it's kinda sad I'm from the meth-lab city of broken dreams and cracked out dope of means Where everybody's lookin for an ocean scene Where pac and biggie are pass'e Cause back home we speak in terms of mac dre and fat tone I'm from a city where there's actually people that Are bothered by the thought of homosexual marriage The bible belt friendly smiles and christian steeples And names like bobby sue jenkins and belinda peoples This town is so erie when it snows all the trees look like Ghost appearing from the road The crows flew south of heaven and found the elixir The echo of silence whispers from the mouth of the river To say yah this city could be great one day but the first step Is getting out of our own way I've been to bigger cities they produce bigger frowns All dying right here in this town And I know there's something beautiful within my grasp And I know I think I'm satisfied but it won't last And I know to lace my boots up and pick my path I'll find another rain storm to fill my glass To quote my life is written by anonymous f**k it I think I'll keep the liquid courage and the broken promises So if your comin' over bring a bottle and a cup There's a war goin on outside and I don't give a f**k I *could* never win the fight for me I could only minimize the details of my life story I was born late july 1981 skip a bunch of Bullshit until now and then the stories done But I'm a write the chapters later in my life In a nursing home with a sweet lady for a wife Both of us in wheel chairs we quietly hold hands It's strange but one day I'm gonna be an old man I hope to be happy on that day because I finally stood up and moved the hell outta of my own way I need to move the hell outta my own way (note to self)so do you And I know there's something beautiful within my grasp And I know I think I'm satisfied but it won't last And I know to lace my boots up and pick my path I'll find another rain storm to fill my glass No no no no no Don't get your lighters out this isnt ben harper Thank you southern thank you opus and thank you kansas city Goodnight Thanks to Tati:) for these lyrics
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