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Rooster
03:18
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Well folks they call me Rooster, I was laid off in '09
Working on the docks from sunrise long into the night
Well I'm praying to the sweet Lord I can get back on my feet
But the way things are going I'm-a die out in the streets
And folks just walk by without a passing glance
They figure I'm just some old bum who
Went and squandered his chance
Yes and just the other day they hauled me off to 49th
For drinking out in public and carrying a knife
Well I'd skin a man alive before your lips could count to three
But I wouldn't hurt nobody who weren't coming after me
And the cops in this town, they won't even let me sleep a wink
So if you've got another quarter brother
Well I could sure use a drink
Yes there's nothing like malt liquor and a pack of cheap cigars
And my friends here singing with me passing 'round this old guitar
Well we camp out on the Anclote right behind those empty homes
Seems they almost built them 'fore that housing bubble blowed
There's no work to be found, though there’s many a-idle hands
A-livin' lives of vagrancy on some
Fat old rich man's land
And I don't know how much longer I can stand to stick 'round here
There’s an oil boom a-north but I might freeze to death I fear
Besides I'm getting much too old to work the way that I used to
I guess for now this little Gulf coast town will have to do
But they say that the mayor, he is trying to run us out
I'd like to put his ass on the streets and show him
What this life is all about
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2. |
Pinellas
04:55
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"I feel like Montag at the end of the book," Dylan said
As we rode through Honeymoon not long after dusk
"Just squint your eyes at the city lights over the tree line
Pinellas is burning, fires up and down the coast"
It's days like this I wish for it the most
Well most kids around here stick close to the flock and boast
Suburban perspectives scribbled in chalk
And maybe it's the strip-malls pill mills and sun that keep us engrossed
The years long before us are a mystery to most
Seems the leeches of the world found a mighty fine host
Fey owned three acres in Ozona town and as soon
As she took up and died, they tore her trees down
For a six bed McMansion, for a family of three
Well ain't Pinellas just lovely from your waterside balcony?
But y'all better run back north when the storm churns this way
And this place was once home to the Tocobaga tribe and under
The Selmon Expressway, their namesake's inscribed
On a tarnished plaque it reads "Once stood a hundred foot mound"
Well the bay shore holds bones from the Skyway on back around
And blood is still buried beneath the waves
Now riding back eastward we duck past a cop, Dylan says
"The liquor store is open, it'll be our last stop"
The causeway unfolds onto a grid of roaring roads
Pinellas is sinking like a shit in the commode
And my whole life I've watched her erode, away
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3. |
174 ft. (Skyway Blues)
03:22
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And lately the sun don't shine just quite as bright as before
And I've ignored every knock of concern that's hammered on my door
But a good noose is velvet, unlike the world that’s a-had my neck
Goodnight Irene, so long St. Petersburg
If the waves are warm then take a swim for me
I was always such a slave to this Interstate's mighty roar
The Skyway begs my soul to be free
And have you noticed the way the streetlamps wash that sea of stars from sight?
Well right here, out on this ledge, there’s a plenty of 'em burning bright
In four seconds I'll be with 'em, when the impact takes my pain
Goodnight Irene, so long St. Petersburg
If the waves are warm then take a swim for me
I was always such a slave to this Interstate's mighty roar
The Skyway begs my soul to be free
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4. |
Four Seconds Later
01:45
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