Key: Ab major
Verse 1
the old days,
sending into hell
By 7 .30 I was reaching for the bottle of bells
I usually hit the wall
before I end up hitting the skids
Tonight I don't care,
I'm just drinking
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with the Croxton Arcades
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I'm walking over like a famous writer
out on the turfs
Keep moving forward
to the lights ahead
and see if that works
The sky is foaming into overcast
and I don't know why
The stairs are bursting,
it's stagnating and offending me
I hesitate in the cold
we left after the rain
and the garbage cannons
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with the craps to pockets
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Every December I remember
all the months that I spent
Avoiding any slightly dangerous
and thrilling events
My neighbor told me not to leave
my window open at night
His shit was stolen from his bedroom
in plain view and plain sight
modern humor and faith
with the scars on their face
to the person with the earliest bid
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getting total with the prostit pockets
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for my job in Japan
cocaine in a can
is what I'm gonna miss when I'm gone
gonna grow a stick into Sean
with that tattoo on his back
they used to shoot that kid in the neck
the fear of getting stuck in the woods
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Yeah, the Crested Harkins
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Oh, the Crested Harkins
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Yeah, the Crested Harkins
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Yeah, the Crested Harkins
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Outro 1
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