Prison Shoe Romp
Are ya listenin boy the man he hung see
Youve heard it said thats what he done for me
Did ya hear that girl -- the man he calls your name
You best go to him its he not me can loose your chains
Then well commence to walk sometime in prison shoes
Well walk an walk an walk away our blues
Ida done better
From cradle to coffin
In between theres just too much walkin
I aint no odd man out -- junk hiding junk
I aint nothin to speak of
Just put it in the back an leave it off the rack
No I aint what youre used to
Did ya taste that boy
That blood is as sweet as wine
Yeh I got it on me all the time
Well do some runnin too
You me an ruby-lu
Spin black blades an Ill unwind
Just let me go to sleep the lord my soul to keep
Dont talk just keep it on your mind
Cant you see that sun shinin in your face has the same
He came an took your place
But you dont give a rip an down to hell you slip
You squack and squack boy you lost your grip
song performed by 16 Horsepower
Added by Lucian Velea
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