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Well of course I’d rather sleep on your front porch than on your,

cat piss stained apartment floor

I wrote some songs about my life and I don’t sing about politics anymore

And you can bet until my last breath I will do my best to never second guess

that from here on out all these songs are about how we are gonna weather this

storm together

I’m still alive and I have survived

And I can stand up tall with pride to say that I haven’t tried suicide in the

last three years

but that’s not to say that I don’t have bad days, that I don’t curse gods name,

or puke at the sight of my own face

I just found a better place where I can be myself all by myself

There’s room for you buddy if you chose to smile and say,

FUCK YOU TO THOSE MONDAY BLUES

And throw away what you hold on to,

If it brings you down

So tell the truth what are you gonna do

Until you turn ninety-Two

Doing what someone tells you to or standing up against all of the bullshit

I might be poor well that’s for sure

But I’ll endure and I’ll go out on tour

And I lied to you when I said,

That I don’t sing about politics anymore

Jesus Christ didn’t die so you could be an asshole

he didn’t come back to cut you some slack for all the forgiveness you’ve wasted.

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