Before I left town
town was all so dumb.
Town the town is a slow learned magazine .
A sky-line of paper
cups and rolling hills.
Street lamps stagger
like drunkin sloppy.
Town needed a good friend like me to hold it up.
Better town have you as deputy.
You to tap the cords.
You to bleed the lines.
You to keep town town.
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