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I keep thinking 'bout all, the things get said
I don't want to make a big thing, or get mad
But this life thing can be, a real drag
It's hard to sleep, with a pistol bumped pillow
But my days are all..., up hills and low
So, wake me up slow, or risk I might kill you

Old habits die hard, and you're my best one
So please understand, don't mean to demand none
I'm a little paranoid, it's a boys band
No breaking, entering, strong armed robbery
It's so hard to get, a good, grand jury
But the DA's OK, and takes monthly payments

I can shoot an aspirin, across the lot
A match head at 10 feet, unless you want it lit
Just don't ask for mercy if close enough to hit me

To lazy to work, to scared to steel
It's the life of Police work it's so not a quirk
Twenty years to retire from all the muck and mire

Unless I get shot,
Then I guess, then not
Ohh ohh well...

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from Spiritual B l u e s [ * BANNED * FAWM​-​5090 * 2022 * ], releases January 1, 2025

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