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Are you going to be there when I have grown old
Will you be the one to sanctify my soul
Or have you lost faith, has our flame grown cold
Will you ever love me again
Do you even miss me
Am I up there in your thoughts
Did I waste my time with the love that I brought
I might never be forgiven, but am I already forgot
Will you ever love me again
Sometimes I think that I could learn from my past
But then it comes right back and puts me on my ass
Do you ever wonder what we might have built
Do you ever dream of a life fully fulfilled
We could bury the hatchet that had us both killed
Will you ever love me again
Do you even hear me, do you heed my song
if no one is listening then who will sing along
I said everything right but I done it all wrong
Will you ever love me again
Sometimes I think about the would, could, should
But my future it ain't looking too good
Do you even know me, how long has it been
It all fell apart, I have not been the same sense
But can you remember all the good times we spent
Will you ever love me again
Sometimes I think about taking the easy way out
But I'd rather be a fool than a doubter
Sometimes I think about taking the only way out
But then I stop to smell the flowers
Sometimes I think about taking the lonely way out
But then I fall in love all again
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Karaoke King
04:04
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Back in his hay day Jimmy used to play
In a Rock N Roll band on the county fair stage
They opened for some pretty big names
But their big break never came
These days Jimmy don't go too far
He's worn a path in the floor between the jukebox and the bar
Smokin' and drinkin' and cursin' about his union dues
But every Thursday night he's in the limelight
Singin' his heart out for the bar flies
The Karaoke King reliving his glory days
He'd Sing
If I leave here tomorrow, would you still remember me
Baby be a simple kind of man
Bill I believe this is killing me as the smile ran away from his face
But I swear that I could be a movie star if I could get out of this place
Now Jimmy's got his buzz on he's feelin' pretty good
Knockin' back the bottom shelf like we knew he would
Slurrin' his words and swayin' in his seat
Telling big fish stories nobody believes
Brenda at the bar has got a pretty heavy pour
He spends half his pay here the rest on child support
He flirts with the young girls but they just walk away
He'll show 'em what he's got when he's up on the stage
So don't stop believing, hold on to that feeling
Take it to the limit
Everything dies baby, that's a fact
Maybe everything that dies someday comes back
Put your make up on, put your hair up pretty
Cuz tramps like us, baby we were born to run
It's last call and Jimmy orders one more
But he can never drink enough to find what he's lookin' for
Fires up the Ford and turns on the radio
It says
Now that it's raining more than ever, know that we'll still have each other
You can stand under my umbrella
Turns it off and drives the rest of the way
Swervin' and cursin' about the kids these days
Walks in the door to greet his sadness
Reaches for a magazine under the mattress
Gets what he needs and falls off to sleep
Dreamin' about his broken dreams
Bye bye Miss American Pie, drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry
Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin' this will be the day that I die
I'm so lonesome I could cry
Nothing really matters, anyone can see
Nothing really matters to me
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My generation is constantly broke
From the American Dream we were violently awoke
Drowning in debt and justified fear
Once in a lifetime recessions every couple of years
Hallelujah, I'm a Bum
Hallelujah, Bum again
Come and give us a handout to revive us again
You're telling me I live in the land of the free
But I'm trapped in a cage of systematic poverty
Just to survive takes all that I've got
Just so some jerk can have his 27th yacht
Hallelujah, I'm a bum
Hallelujah, bum again
Come and give us a handout to revive us again
No matter how hard I work
I make a starvation wage
So I'll be funded by the state like the wars that we wage
The most lavish of lifestyle of the most upper crust bum
Doesn't cost but a fraction of their drone striking bombs
Hallelujah, I'm a bum
Hallelujah, I'm a bum
No cop is a good cop
No war is ever won
I'll bleed the state for all that their worth
Cuz you've been suckin' silver spoons since the day of your birth
If the wealthy would pay even half their fair share
The rest of us might have a little health care
Hallelujah I'm a bum
Hallelujah, bum again
Nothing else matters but me and my friends
We've all been out of work for months and for months
They gave us $1200 and they said best of luck
But I got approved for that PUA
It's probably a bad sign it's the most I've ever made
Hallelujah I'm a bum
Hallelujah I'm a bum again
Come and give us another stimulus to stimulate us again
Well the whole worlds on fire, a big pile of shambles
So I figure it's a good time to head out and ramble
Took my hard earned unemployment and bought myself a truck
I'll live life on the road cuz I don't give a damn
Hallelujah I'm a bum
Hallelujah, I'm a bum
Don't ask where I'm goin', don't ask where I'm from
The wealthy run the game, all liars and cheats
Before I sell my soul I will live on the streets
These systems and structures, they're all rigged and wrong
I'm not playin' along, I am no king's pawn
Hallelujah, I'm a Bum
Hallelujah, I'm a bum
You might have more money but I have more fun
I don't want you pity, I'm not askin' for a favor
But I want an end to exploited labor
And a deconstruction of scarcity and greed
To rebuild based on meeting everyone's needs
Hallelujah, I'm a bum
Hallelujah, bum again
Come and give us a hand out to revive us again
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Average Joey Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
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