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hard working americans - acid lyrics

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[verse 1]
kathleen maddox’ only son
hobo, tramp, n0body
box car, jug o’ wine
straight razor get too close to me

did five for robbery
but that’s not what she’s known around here for
by the time i was five school was on fire
she told them she couldn’t take it no more

[verse 2]
they called him creepy but he showed me how
to play a couple chords on the guitar
he also showed me how to turn a b-tch out
a heartless trick but it took me far

by the end of the fifties i had all of my own
for a song and a sweet talk or two
but learning how going in and out of the system
was almost the sane thing to do

[verse 3]
when i got out everything’d changed
easy to fool but so strange
tell a hippie girl she’s pretty and she’d cry for days
but you give it away so you can’t make it pay, so

all of the girls agreed
that together we could make a rock star out of me
but then we started taking acid
things really got out of hand, man

[verse 4]
i don’t like looking back on those days now
words we said, clothes we wore
i act crazy when i get asked about
i can’t explain how. i can’t explain no more, but

it wasn’t only the beatles
we also jammed out to the moody blues, man
lot of music spoke to you back then, man
the music spoke to you back then
(back then, back then, back then…)



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