All in This Together

by Conor Ryan Hennessy

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1.
Why? 01:50
Why can't companies use less plastic? Produce less tragic, wouldn't that be magic? Who the hell are you do, have you recycled your goddamned cans? You have to wash them out before you put 'em in the bin Then the garbage men come in, and they put em in the trash But don't worry 'bout that, and that's why we have to use plastic Why does the country have to fight so many wars? Is it 'cause we're bored? Or just wanna fight more? Who the hell are you, have you even run for congress? Hell, maybe if you win, you can do a little spin High five politicians who payed to get in Never mind the wars, focus on your re-election Why can't my friend get healthcare for himself, Or his wife or his children, or anyone else? Who the hell are you, are you even a goddamned doctor? See you gotta to get a job and work real hard And hope if you're sick that they take your card And you hope what ya got is a non-deductible condition Why would God make the goddamned world? Where suffering abounds for the boys and the girls? Who the hell are you to question what's going on? Do you have strange visions, see words in the sky? Spelling you'll get the pie in the sky when you die Just trust us on this one, we've only read one book I don't have questions, don't have answers There's just one thing that I'd like to mention Don't let tyranny into your precious mind Cause people like to talk to attain power And my people, to me, are like pretty flowers Best left alone and appreciated with wine Yeah, best left alone and appreciated with wine Just wait my friend, we'll all prevail in time
2.
Oh and whats a kid to do when confronted with delusions of people hoarding paper, who love the age old ruses Why do broke folks drink too much, why do they hate their jobs Hell, If only they worked harder, never mind they're too far gone Cause we're all in this together, except the some of us who aren't From the bays of San Fransisco to the Mountains of Vermont Their condo's killed our houses, now they're driving German cars And we're all in this together, except the some of us who aren't Many a man can say they've done no harm, except unto themselves Many a man does work his hardest through life's aches, and pains and spells Sure it's rare to find a man that thinks he's above both you and me Except in religion, business, politics and the trooper down the street I've noticed brothers, sisters, who vote against themselves as if their only purpose was to propagate fresh hells and still they get abused, as aristocracy maintains all the benefactors wink, and joke: "Hey, we're all the same" Well I do love this country, and it's patriotic fables Massachusetts is my home from North Adams out to Haverhill Anecdotally, I'm totally convinced that all our States are run by money grubbing psychopaths who claim they're men of faith Now's not the time for losing faith, I at least have hope For the people I see every day, most of em good folks I'm just a little tired of those faces on the screens Trying to influence good people to believe in cruddy things
3.
I'd like to carve these words into a young tree 'fore it grows Engraved with the fine point of a pin easy and slow And on the tender rind, the words will grow unto it's prime Leave the man alone, at least to ease his troubled mind The workplace has no windows and the trains grind people down The buses take the sleepy to and from work wearing frowns We go to bed in silence for a short 6 hours time Leave the man alone, at least to ease his troubled mind The landlord left a note, and the mistress left a text The boss-man sent an email, and the roommate beat his chest Said the dishes needed cleaning, although none of them were mine Leave the man alone, at least to ease his troubled mind I ran from my apartment and I found myself a bar All of them I frequent, so I needn't traveled far The bar man took one look at me and said to all inside Leave the man alone, at least to ease his troubled mind My Christian, Muslim, Jewish friends all worry bout my fate The Buddhists doing yoga tell me playing dumb is great There's idle talk of chakras, are there seven, or are there five? Leave the man alone, at least to ease his troubled mind Where religion ends, philosophy tries to procure truth Where Alchemy proved useless, sure yeah science put to use Where self help books, and breathing techniques fail to recognize Leave the man alone, how else to ease a troubled mind Where self help books, and breathing techniques fail to recognize Leave the man alone, how else to ease a troubled mind
4.
Crane Beach 02:27
I once took my dog to a beach they call Crane's I guess cause some rich guy gave it his name I knew a good beach, is quite hard to find And an uneasy feeling was brewing inside Well, oh well, straight to hell Paradise ruined is something to see First came the families with matching goose coats laughing in unison, the same way they vote they asked if my dog was the kind that would bite I said Canada Goose tastes the best in her mind Well, oh well, straight to hell Paradise ruined is something to see Then of course came the horses with heirs on their backs The crabs that they crushed mixed with shit in their tracks They waved, and they waved, and I stared and I stared I couldn't find words, and they couldn't quite care Well, oh well, straight to hell Paradise ruined is something to see Then a hoard of strange dogs did descend in thick packs Their owners unknowers of the wealth they had They asked bout my dog, I said it's a mutt They ran away screaming while holding their pups Well, oh well, straight to hell Paradise ruined is something to see Then came the trucks paid for by the trustees to maintain the beach and it's varying needs I couldn't quite help it, I thought it'd be nice to walk on a beach without imprints of tires Well, oh well, straight to hell Paradise ruined is something to see I know what you're thinking, my thinking's too harsh you'd be pleased to know I ran home in a march Cause a tourist attraction's a wonderful thing If the people that flock them were shot in the spring Well, oh well, straight to hell Paradise ruined is something to see
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Come all you good people and criminal types A love for one's station is a love had unwise It stymies all courage with the speed of a flame and makes us all part of the prosperity game The names of our people are older than sin Some came here for fortune, escaped by their skin Still others were brought here through torture and chain And made to be part of the prosperity game Sure as hell there's been boom times since '76 (1776) Far away from fore fathers, clutch dollars in fists Except for the working class, it's always the same Conscripted and burdened with prosperity games My brothers and sisters have long been half free Hospital bill's due and nothing to eat There's people all over, their statements the same "I wonder who prospers with prosperity games?" There's wealth all around you, good luck grabbing hold Gambling's for rich folks, who afford to be bold I've heard of their fortunes, and I think of Tom Payne Who watched all the kings play prosperity games Now there's a wonder why people break peace Why the broken demand for a payable lease When wages run stagnant, damn looting's retained A farcical protest to prosperity games Then what now come tell me what is there to do? I'm not the best source, sir, between me and you There's a bottle for most things, that's what they all say Someday we'll find one for prosperity games
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I used to know the gamblers, The crooks and night ramblers Who's stories made ya laugh and cry at once But now the bookies are all gone, 'Cause the people with green lawns Buy their kids a city condo once a month cho. They're a waitin' on the day They're a waitin' on the day for my friends to drop and die Yeah, they're forming up their lines For the chance to buy some Boston real estate There was a man named Marty Walsh And it was under his watch That the city started tearing out it's homes And it didn't take too long Just as long to write this song For the children of the wealthy to make thrones The Boston accent is all gone replaced by valley girls and yawns and emoji's when they can't think of the words They like chain restaurants, and bars you can bring your aunt no one smokes, or jokes or smiles anymore My friends all moved to Texas, Oklahoma, Georgia, Kansas Cause rent became an unattainable thing They packed up all their things witticisms, and their dreams I still see them once and a while on a screen Harvard was a college founded 'round sixteen hundred to educate the natives at the time Since then it grew and prospered and ballooned into the monster buying homes in droves while driving up their price All you people with nice cars, if you should drive em wide and far far aways from where my friends like to have fun Sure I get you like croquet, you spend a thousand bucks a day but your dollars send good people on the run The truth is this is bigger than a neighborhood or city The whole country's got a wealth gap and it shows And the people benefiting like the safety of the suburbs the antithesis to interesting folks
7.
When I's a boy there was a store called Gamestop And as a kid it was everything to me Little did I know when I was older It was everything to the folks on wall street What they do, they got together with their billions To short the business they heartily agreed but the thing about agreeing with a banker Is that agreements tend to give way to their greed Young men and women congregated on a forum Wallstreetbets was the name of it I think Filled with language that my working class is used to rude and crude and blue and many other things Those rapscallions got together them the notion The institution thinks we're dumber than we think They said to hell with all our savings we're a dumping all our money into a market hated thing And something happened it's absurd I'm proud to tell you They're meager savings pooled together made a scene The stock it soared, even more than a rocket emoji on your phone or any other screen Now the bankers had to close out their positions Their horde of dollars once were strong but now are weak Their only hope is raisin hell on all our TV's Beggin' and pleadin' their case to the SEC Don't shed a tear, don't let these cowards try to fool you To enable an addiction is a sin And these fund managers they have a gambling problem with people's money they cut corners on a whim I myself don't know much about the market I myself have hope for you and me I myself know working people are much smarter Than many wealthy, dandy playboy claims to be When I's a boy there was a store called Gamestop And as a kid it was everything to me Little did I know when I was older It was everything to the folks on wallstreet
8.
Last night, last year in some month I forgot I was coming back home from a job I bought Its the best one I've had, in an office real clean I thought to myself, what a terrible dream cho. With my burdensome thoughts My burdensome thoughts My unkindly, live-wire Burdensome thoughts So I greased up my hands, and I rolled up a smoke And I went down the block where the sidewalks broke When up comes a bar, with a doorman to boot The barman said kid, we been looking for you So I walked in the bar, 'cause it seemed mighty nice beneath one the bar stools, 'saw a few mice And I knew I was there, where I needed to be To vanquish the demons on upholstered seats Well I drank a few minutes, then half hour days The blues and the Chartreuse got mixed up with greys Till I saw a strange thing out the corner (of) my eye My landlord and boss were exchanging high fives Since brothers and sisters have first learned to fight The machines in our heads keep whirling all night If you're feeling real bad, I'd like you to know When it comes to bad thinking, you're never alone
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cho. Won't be long till I'm better again I do the best that I can Won't be long till I'm better again I do the best that we can Last night I drank last night I slept last night and now I don't feel good Last night I drank last night I'll drink to that like all the good boys should I got a job its the job that I have Yeah, the job that I have it's a pretty alright job Sometimes work makes me sad That's when I remember the words to this here song I love a gal but she hates my guts she hates my guts yeah that's the gal that I love I don't even really mind so much she comes around when she needs real quick.. I wanna help all my friends and neighbors The crooked saviors, and saints with bad behavior Wanna shake everybody's hands And hope everybody is doing the best they can Won't be long till we're better again I do the best that I can Won't be long till I'm better again I do the best that we can Won't be long till we're better again We do the best that we can Won't be long till we're better again We do the best here my friend
10.
The Big Joke 03:31
These days go right on by, every answers a disguise For the joke that's all around both me and you There's some handsome ugly faces, here and there there's always traces Of the folks who used to know the folks we knew And you're crazy if your sad, anger problems if your mad Suicidal if you drink and smoke a few Never ever talk bout dying, do more work, and keep hard trying Alls that ends well, never ends well I've assumed And the world keeps turning round Round, round, round Not an answer to be found I went down to the same damn seat, I always sit few times a week Thirty dollars just to drink and talk a while Its not as bad as you all think, its just this things been kicking me Works me over while I work, and drives me wild And the people round the bar, all seem so very far Far away and yet they're not it's kinda weird Nice to see ya again my friend ,but all charades they have to end in the meantime let me get you another beer Cause the world keeps turning round Round, round, round Not an answer to be found No, I haven't seen that show, the one ya like, but don't you know Well it doesn't really mean that much to me Aw, no, I should polite that show's real good the one you like Good luck with your promotion, that's real neat And I always get confused at the funny words they use sober-curious ain't a new thing that I need Cause my friends got golden teeth, and she's got room in the backseat of a story that'd rival your TV And the world keeps turning round Round, round, round Not an answer to be found There's an old and dusty road, that our ancestors know full of cliff, overgrowth and damned ravine Yeah at first its mighty fun, but after years of rain and sun Well what's left it ain't as nice as what first seemed And I know we have to go, and I wonder why its so Every answer, reason, purpose I've conceived 'Cause if what they says true, well that ain't good for me and you No, I'd rather be alone with all my dreams And the world keeps turning round Round, round, round Not an answer to be found These days go right on by, every answers a disguise For the joke that's all around both me and you There's some handsome ugly faces, here and there there's always traces Of the folks who used to know the folks we knew
11.
I write songs about such and such, to relieve myself from hatred And all along, my funny mind pines to be sedated I might never make a living, while I'm living but that's fine No, I'm not worth much money, but I'm well worth the time I've drank with men who used their pens to hide forgotten pride Courted ladies painting hazy, happy feelings I can't find I've heard whispers inside bar rooms that died before their prime Sure, they ain't worth much money, but they're well worth the time It ain't surprising that good people like to buy things It's just been weighing on my mind, by and by How people spend their time There's plenty screens for you and me to drive our minds to nowhere There's liquor fiends, Percocet queens, that find the time to go there There's people there like everywhere, they're told their whole damn lives If you ain't got the money, what the hell's worth your time From way up top, it must be hot, so close to the sun I wouldn't know, from where I grow, there's shade and cheapskate fun I'll drink and play guitar and think of ways to clear my mind No, I'm not worth much money, but I'm well worth the time It ain't surprising that good people like to buy things It's just been weighing on my mind, by and by How people spend their time There's fitness clubs, and counters scrubbed, and mantras their reciting There's business calls, side hustle jobs and self help books they're buying There's emails there and tweets and shares and stocks will always climb If it ain't involved with money, honey, it ain't worth your time 'Cause, I write songs about such and such, to relieve myself from hatred And all along, my funny mind pines to be sedated I might never make a living, while I'm living but that's fine No, I'm not worth much money, but I'm well worth the time It ain't surprising that good people like to buy things It's just been weighing on my mind, by and by How people spend their time
12.
Both Jobs 01:50
I thought the government was meant to help us out boys I thought elections were to settle not divide I thought officials were supposed to serve terms dear And retire when past their prime But we got a bunch of aging politicians They say they know about our tough times And I don't got the energy to do something about it Gotta get to both my jobs on time Cause without a job there ain't a place to sleep boys And sometimes that's not enough The credit cards coming in the mail dear They say we're qualified and things look rough But what we got's payment plan extortion They say you really should've known before you signed And we don't have the energy to do something about it Got to get to both our jobs on time Can you believe the people out at night drinking? Can you believe the people breathing in smoke? Why don't they want to live as long as I do? I'm sure their doctors tell em they'll croak Why don't they wanna get an education? Why the hell did they refuse to vote? Some people I guess just aren't worth helping Yeah, I'm a student sir, how could you have known? Most days I wonder how I got here Most days I wonder how you are Most days I drink until I can't feel Cause feeling is a bridge too far And if you're offering I'll have another smoke dear Maybe then I'll finally feel fine I'd like to stay and chat but I really must be going got to get to both my jobs on time Yeah I'd like to stay and chat but I really must be going got to get to both my jobs on time
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What's the last time someone said something neat, that ya think you'd like to read They'll spout and bubble theories, sparking queries, with eloquence to you and me Oh, but when upon reflection, their questions like with a rain a metal rusts Yeah, those words of theirs that sounded nice, their advice can't help the rest of us I'm kinda done At least for now With money waving people all around I wish you luck Yes-siree But the things you want, and the way you talk, ain't good enough for me For eloquence per se, I'm afraid's the ability to please To entertain pleasure seeking speakers, eager men who like to tease From flabby mouths and foamy jowls, they'll howl as they start to blurt their words Saying funny things in ways to pass for much more, much more than they're worth I'm kinda done At least for now With money waving people all around I wish you luck Yes-siree But the things you want, and the way you talk, ain't good enough for me Well the anchor man's a millionaire with fine combed hair cause billionaires are buying' Face time with the public, using puppets and they promise they ain't lying When did Senators become messengers with bullet points on how to live our lives They'll tweet and share, and try to sell to good folks that the truth's been slowly dying I'm kinda done At least for now With money waving people all around I wish you luck Yes-siree But the things you want, and the way you talk, ain't good enough for me I must say it's impressive, the excessive success one can invent Like a pie crust, or an evening girl, who's world's bereft of common sense My only hope is someday soon, the whole world will remember all their lives How the working folks with dirty jokes and hopeless hopes dared to live their lives Cause life can be fun at least for now Without money waving people all around Kid ya don't need luck yes-siree You just need enough to promote one's love that's good enough for me
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There's man with a guitar and he's playing us a song Its a song he didn't write and he's singing us the words and the words aren't even his and he's playing that guitar even though nobody knows him and he's not really that good cho. Well, I went to a party where a man with a guitar Was playing a guitar even though nobody asked him to And I went to a party where a man with a guitar Was playing a guitar even though nobody asked him to And the people are all laughing as they eat, and drink, and talk And the man with the guitar, is now finished with his song And he looks at his shoes to no audible applause And begins to play another little song he didn't write And the people are still drinking and they're laughing twice as loud And he finishes again, and again to no applause And to nobody specific, he says that he's a leaving He's going for a walk and won't even be that long And he walks out to the front porch and he sits down on the stoop and he lights his little spliff and he's glad he isn't playing and the people at the party are now shouting for some reason are also sort of glad he isn't there this sort of thing it happens, all the time in every country as fiercely in a war or at your home So anytime you see a man playing a guitar just forget him it's the only thing he knows 'Cause, I went to a party where a man with a guitar was playing a guitar even though nobody asked him I went to a party where a man with a guitar was playing a guitar even though nobody asked him to And If you don't know who I'm talking 'bout it's probably you!
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The Hangdog 03:07
I've met men who'd fish for fish and smash em on the rocks That way they wouldn't fuss so much when stacked like little logs Their cigarettes were folded up into their shirt sleeves And told nasty jokes they'd never tell unless to you or me Well I've also met the gamblers who in old age turn to bust who's stories told have little chance and always best of luck Yeah, wagers made on anything - pinball without the flippers Rabbis, priests, Imam's and queens, kings and heavy lifters So imagine then to my surprise the questions that I hear Like don't you know drinkings bad? is there gluten in this beer? And I like to think despite my ways I always show restraint Until fortune failed I do declare and a grave mistake was made You see this one time down in Brighton well I played a little show And I sang about the things I sing to people I didn't know And those people they were all the things I tried to rail against Y'know money-having students who somehow don't pay for rent So I did the only thing I could do to pass the time And I drank a lot of wine and tried to fabricate a smile And I nodded at their nothings, and laughed at boring jests But you see this got boring quick, and what happened followed next See a gal said I looked Irish, and her father was a cop I told her I was Chinese and I liked to kick small dogs And she said I was a bigot and I smartly said, nuh-uh And her boyfriend took a swing at me, but not before I ducked So he punched a gal in high heel boots who's balance was undone And she tried to break her fall by grabbing onto a man-bun But the man-bun had an owner and that owner was holding hands with the gal who mistook this old boy for a well behaving man And so then I had bolt now with only my guitar, and I rambled around market street and I found a little bar And some people screaming funny things they offered me a drink And they told me how they ended up despite some other things Well the moral of this story if there really could be one Is life can sure be easy if you always hold your tongue But if you like a 10 day drunk over a life of ease You'll always have a good old friend in Conor Hennessy
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Jesus never laughed in the old stories Socrates he never ever cried Somewhere in the middle we're all a-waitin' For someone to remind us that we're kind We'll chase debates with a not so loving fancy We dodge and roll our feelings all the time In the end we're all a just a waitin' out front of the bar rooms in our minds Aw, to hell with the truth, as history would prove it's as irrelevant as all the lawyers say It's the comfort of a pipe dream A beer stained flickering light beam That arrests us all and gets us through the day A prayer is a wine soaked hangover A joke's just a bottle when your dry A song is a meal when your hungry And a dream is what we've schemed throughout our lives Someone said the answer's in the wind boys I guess he thought that might help at the time But my white dove's sailed the sea, and now she's sleeping Petty poetry is something quite unkind Aw, to hell with the truth, as history would prove it's as irrelevant as all the lawyers say It's the comfort of a pipe dream A beer stained flickering light beam That arrests us all and gets us through the day Break the wine out, quit your jobs I feel like dancing Jettison your loneliness aside It's the everyday that kills a lovely spirit Isolated, made a slave until it's died Cause Jesus never laughed in the old stories And Socrates he never ever cried Somewhere in the middle we're all a-waitin' for someone to remind us that we're kind Aw, to hell with the truth, as history would prove it's as irrelevant as all the lawyers say It's the comfort of a pipe dream A beer stained flickering light beam That arrests us all and gets us through the day
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I met a gal who doesn't eat chicken sandwiches In solidarity for the gay friends she said she knew My friends have all a struggled, especially the queer ones and I have a strange feeling not eating sandwiches is the least that you could do cho. Oh, the least that you could do Self preservation, it ain't new Pat yourself up on your back, The worlds a tough place yeah its true But if you want our praise, Well, then work hard all your days Cause to work hard helping people Is better than the least that you could do I know a guy who only sips drinks at Starbucks He's proud to tell ya 1% of their revenue Goes to starving children, and combating global warming to me it's a warning 99% goes to a very few cho. There's a wine that you can buy that saves the oysters How they do it's not important, don't be rude Be proud of you and pour yourself a big glass You're the man, and now you're drunk, You've done the least that you could do cho. I don't mean to aggravate your well intentions Its just change has never come from what you buy And I know folks who need help and their struggling Where's the billion dollar company to help them through their lives? cho.
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I Remember 01:58
We strolled around on Western ave. in rainy April weather And came upon a greasy spoon that we had found together The server gave us coffee and she stopped to share a joke I remember laughing I remember laughing I remember laughing And you remember we were broke We'd lay around on Bussey hill with rhododendron's bending Shaking in the summer wind a summer never-ending We wandered to the little stream along the meadow flats I remember willow trees I remember willow trees I remember willow trees And you remember gnats We perused the North End marketplace at 80 in the shade With all the fruit and vegetables so temptingly arrayed And we can share a memory as every lover must I remember oranges I remember oranges I remember oranges And you remember dust The autumn leaves are tumbling down and winter's almost here But through the spring and summertime we laughed away the year And we can now be grateful for the gift of memory I remember having fun Two happy hearts that beat as one When I had thought that we were "we" But we were only "you" and "me"
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That's All 02:30
I could sit around and tell you a natural fact While you been working hard, some people getting fat And that's all, I tell you that's all 'Cause you better have money, I tell you that's all Brother and sister, no right to fight They aughta go and treat each other alike and that's all, I tell you that's all 'Cause you better have money I tell you that's all cho. I know things money can't do Like finding you a friend, or knowing how to cook food In the meantime I recall a case of beer inside these walls Cause kid that's all, we'll drink till they fall Highly educated, enlightened men Will pat you on the back, and sell your family with a pen And that's all, I tell you that's all Cause you better have money I tell you that's all The only education I have's my own The cost to learn today is the price of a home And that's all, I tell you that's all Cause you better have money, I tell you that's all cho. Work real hard, but don't get sick Insurance covers something - what you have ain't it And that's all, I tell you that's all 'Cause you better have money, I tell you that's all I could sit around and tell you all a natural fact While you been working hard, some people getting fat And that's all, I tell you that's all 'Cause you better have money, I tell you that's all 'Cause you better have something, I tell you that's all And something ain't nothing, I tell you that's all You can find me round the corner with a couple of friends drinking 'till they fall
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Some people don't struggle for riches And all of the things that they buy 'Say all of your hopes for life's treasures Can only be found in the sky They'll say heaven holds all of your riches More precious than diamonds or gold There's pie in the sky in that sweet by and by In the mean time just do as your told In this world I'm just a drifter I know nothing but late paying' bills I did as I's told, and I signed all the loans and that lesson, I'm paying off still 'Cause now heaven holds all of my treasures More precious than diamonds or gold My pie's in the sky in that sweet by and by In the meantime I do as I'm told I stand on the banks of the Charles I stare at that water all brown I think of the note that my landlady left And I wonder if I'm better off drowned Cause if heaven holds all of my riches And I've no hope for a dollar to hold I'll smile going down with my heavenly crown No longer will I do as I'm told Too late, it's too late to be bold
21.
This morning, when I woke up, Woke up, I woke up this morning Waiting on an old black train With a ticket I was holding Cold was on the ground And the sky was full of night Cigarettes were tracing figure 8's Through amber colored pints The ticket man did reprimand Son, you're far too young This train'll take you to the end And your trip has just begun An engineer was singing, boys Forget your worldly pride You don't need no ego's When the train pulls in tonight The platform's full of faces Worn and ruddy just like mine A joke, a kick, a fistfight People laughing all the time 'Till it's one foot on the platform The other on the train The conductor grabbed me by the neck And I was never heard again This morning, when I woke up, Woke up, I woke up this morning Waiting on an old black train With a ticket I was holding I wonder what they think of me And What if they could know? That at the end this old boy Knew he never meant to go
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The other night I felt like a dying And it wasn't so good, No it wasn't so good So I told myself I'd try to start a trying all the good things I thought I probably could Well I got real humble and acknowledged my mistakes Tried charming people, and was generous with praise I talked to strangers, and remembered all their names I'm still angry, but I'm better every day The other night, I dumped out the white lighting Wasn't doing me good, wasn't doing me good I still sip some but for once it doesn't make me frightening And that's something I never thought I really could Tried reading good books, not the good-book, just good books started thinking bout purpose, on purpose not for looks Found hope in good words its not as crazy as it sounds it's as crazy as they look when written down Today I made the grade, despite this old face For once it felt good, for once it felt good My crooked teeth and me just a keep on smiling Even though I know sometimes I might get looks From down-and-outers, they're my people all the same From out-of-towners, different cities, in-different states Who the hell knows whats the reason we're all here Just relax kid, and we'll get ourselves a beer I hope I still have hope right till I'm long gone I wanna do good, I wanna do good 'Till then my friend we'll just have to get along some And I got a real good feeling we can make it work
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Mr. Donald Trump got confused about the vote He said "If I can't win, then I'll try to revoke hope" In Washington, in Washington He'd been tweeting all day morning, evening, noon and night With them tiny thumbs, he spewed a unique spite In Washington, in Washington Oh, and evil is a weird thing, we don't know when it comes But a horde of working people got some in them from his thumbs In Washington, in Washington They climbed the White House fences, scattered up them palisades The same people who thought a wall to keep out Mexicans was sane In Washington, Washington I remember Black Lives Matter was confronted by the Guard These Qanon believers got to party on the lawn In Washington, in Washington All around the country, good people had to watch The tyranny of few make sure America got lost In Washington, in Washington I wonder what he thought when the first window was smashed? Did Trump know he was culpable or did he say "at last"? In Washington, in Washington Senators from both sides blamed the others for the mess Smiling as they did so knowing six figures they'd collect In Washington, in Washington Sure Donald Trump is leaving wealthy lefties celebrate But My friends still can't pay bills in every county, town and state 'Cept Washington, 'cept Washington Gunna tell you people, before you cash your checks "Make America Great Again" means "Buy America Next" In Washington, in Washington

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