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Artist: Bombs Over Providence
Album: Shake Your Body Politic

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Once thought I could easily impart some beginner's knowledge to the upstart
I've long since left such bombast to fight back, never win, try again iconoclast
We are the nonsense we espouse to waking minds in sleepy towns
Of the boroughs and the streets we've gleaned;
Looking for a cleaner mind to drive obscene
These eyes haven't been this dry since we gave up the first time
Bad moves make great romance till you've grown fat on consequence
And all resolve is a chain link fence
I've left before and I'll do it again
Daydreamers, get your hopes up, wage workers, throw your heads back
Failed rebels sing with me
I haven't been the same since the last time you saw me
We get tired of the waking dreams we're in; of rubbing elbows and taking them on the chin
Smile hard, this is what we asked for:
Two for flinching and one more to grow on
Goodbye hometown
Good night old friends
There's just no telling when I'll be back if I stay the course I have thus far
And mark each mile with a scar
They'll prop up what's left of me on the bar
Where I'll pose for a picture sent with a postcard
Goodbye hometown. goodnight old friends
There's just no telling when I'll be back if I've tasted blood and known its source
And hid my wounds from this dead horse
Pull these strings and I'll run the course
'Cause we are the wrenches?
We'll never grow up right