Tonalité : A minor
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Went to see a band
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tonight
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And they wouldn't play
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my favorite tunes
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It's 2012 but I like the ones
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from 1992
There was no place to sit
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And goddamn it I couldn't
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use my phone
And fuck if the singer didn't joke
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That we all looked like cookie-
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cutter clones
And they played too long
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And I didn't like his new words
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About guys in tennis
shoes
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And moderately talented yet
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attractive young girls
When I get home
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I tell you just what I'm gonna do
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I'm gon na cry me a river
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Williamsburg Sleeve Tattoo
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Verse 2
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Cry me a river Williamsburg sleeve tattoo blues
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Gonna tell you a little story here because, well, what the heck
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About a guy named Billy
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Who was born with a birth defect
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Was in a wheelchair by
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the time that he was 36
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He was hunchbacked and his feet
and his hands were green
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And all turned in
One day the candy
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stripers were taking him
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Out of his bed
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And they dropped him by accident
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Within five minutes
He was pronounced dead
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I used to visit him
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with my father
When I was a child
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I never saw Billy once when
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The happiest smile
I'll tell you another story here because,
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you know, well, what the fuck
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About a winter's day I was
in Tennessee
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And my friend was out fixing
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his truck
The next door neighbor
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kid was in the woods
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When a hunter mistook him as a buck
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He was shot in the heart
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And that was the end of his
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short run of luck
He was 10 years old
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And he never got a chance
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to fuck
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Or to play guitar
Or get a tattoo
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Or dwell on the internet and
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run amok
His mother was shattered
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Like a clay disc
Or a ceramic duck
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While the rest of the world
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was watching MTV
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And hating
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tell you another story here about a tough Colombian kid
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Named Jimmy
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Who sadly only lived to be
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the young age of 23
He held the featherweight
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title back in 1995
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Til he stepped in the ring with Rafael
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Ruelas' older brother Gabe
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And he died
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He had the heart of a lion
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Was outclassed and
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dropped in round 11
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And two weeks later he found himself
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In [?] heaven
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Jimmy Garcia's mother
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lost her young son
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But in time she found forgiveness
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And put her arms around the other
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mother and father's son
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Told Gabriel to get back out there
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Put up his fists and get in that ring
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And that in him, she would always see
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Her beloved son Jimmy
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Quack quack quack
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Like a little rubber duck
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Like a pathetic whiny sad
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little child hater boy fuck
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Go in on your analyst
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Little petty bitch bitch bitch
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bitch bitch
Be glad you're not a motherfucker
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sleeping in the ditch
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Sleeping in the streets
Sleep in your own vomit
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Sleep in your own piss
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Sleep in a pile of pigeon or dog
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or rat or crackwhore shit
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Or a murder victim in one of those Die
For Me or Helter Skelter books
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Or one of those mentally ill kids
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Who was tortured in that Staten Island
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place called Wil lowbrook
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I was a kid in a basement when
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Geraldo Rivera broke that story
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And the images of those kids being
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tortured in that institution
Stayed with me
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And they were so fucking gory
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Grateful you got legs to stand on
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And a place to pass
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Precious days on this earth
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That you still got
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Your life could end with a bullet in your head
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In a parking lot
Or in a cancer ward
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Much earlier than you ever thought
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Crying
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the river
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Blues
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(And you won't be)
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Crying the river
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Williamsburg Sleeve Tattoo Blues
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