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I was born in Rochester
To a bookmaking man
And fake cigar shops
With the games on in the back
See them coming and going
Let them ride on thoroughbreds
Police chief and Tompaw wondering what was the spread
I carried rich mens bag through the brow
Trying to chase a little white ball
I learnt that any soft place wasn't good for me at all Daddy came home fired up looking for some sort of reliefs
He beat the hell out of Timmy, Timmy beat the hell out of me
Yeah I would hop the fence out to this government fields
Run 'til there was nothing more to feel
Lying there watching planes just disappear
Knowing one day I 'm gonna fly on out of here
Well that same police chief came to hawkin my first freshman day
Put my daddy in handcuffs put his picture on the front page
To carry one of his suits and all my dignity
Walk the halls around the court waiting for any punk to set me free
Yeah I would hop the fence out to this government fields
Run 'til there was nothing more to feel
Lying there watching planes just disappear
Knowing one day I 'm gonna fly on out of here
Well I got that call to Vietnam just like everyone else
I knew
So scared of the hand grenades threw them farther than any other troop I came home like an iron fist and Timmy tried to take my keys
Ripped open his front pocket that was the last time he touched me
Moved to an island out west up to Breaken Bridge
Met a mermaid on a glass boat and she promised me some kids
Bought a house in Oregon where you could touch both of the walls
Had a son named Benjamin and I was so scared of it all
Well Benjamin walked in the front room where I was cutting up my hash
Looked into those deep blue eyes wondering why I've been so mad
Flushed the courter pound down the drain praying for the mercy to confess
Trying to rip out that boy from Rochester right out from my chest
We're gonna walk right out into these heavenly fields
Run like there was no more time to steal
My three boys in the grace of god I feel
Knowing one day you're gonna take me out of here
Knowing one day you're gonna take me out of here
To a bookmaking man
And fake cigar shops
With the games on in the back
See them coming and going
Let them ride on thoroughbreds
Police chief and Tompaw wondering what was the spread
I carried rich mens bag through the brow
Trying to chase a little white ball
I learnt that any soft place wasn't good for me at all Daddy came home fired up looking for some sort of reliefs
He beat the hell out of Timmy, Timmy beat the hell out of me
Yeah I would hop the fence out to this government fields
Run 'til there was nothing more to feel
Lying there watching planes just disappear
Knowing one day I 'm gonna fly on out of here
Well that same police chief came to hawkin my first freshman day
Put my daddy in handcuffs put his picture on the front page
To carry one of his suits and all my dignity
Walk the halls around the court waiting for any punk to set me free
Yeah I would hop the fence out to this government fields
Run 'til there was nothing more to feel
Lying there watching planes just disappear
Knowing one day I 'm gonna fly on out of here
Well I got that call to Vietnam just like everyone else
I knew
So scared of the hand grenades threw them farther than any other troop I came home like an iron fist and Timmy tried to take my keys
Ripped open his front pocket that was the last time he touched me
Moved to an island out west up to Breaken Bridge
Met a mermaid on a glass boat and she promised me some kids
Bought a house in Oregon where you could touch both of the walls
Had a son named Benjamin and I was so scared of it all
Well Benjamin walked in the front room where I was cutting up my hash
Looked into those deep blue eyes wondering why I've been so mad
Flushed the courter pound down the drain praying for the mercy to confess
Trying to rip out that boy from Rochester right out from my chest
We're gonna walk right out into these heavenly fields
Run like there was no more time to steal
My three boys in the grace of god I feel
Knowing one day you're gonna take me out of here
Knowing one day you're gonna take me out of here
KEARNEY, MAT
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Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, EMI Music Publishing
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