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robert francis - i like the air lyrics

filed down coffins in the neighborhood. a spanish girl walking by the cemetery wood. five in the pan, we do what we can though it ain’t right. a fat man sitting on the side of his remote, his daughter’s in the kitchen trying to clean his coat,

i bet she can’t. the rattle of a bottle on a warped wooden desk, shaking back and forth beside my bated breath. a blind girl laughing while i stare at her chest, i’m in the zone. i won’t survive if i make it out alive. seven/ten split, i don’t got…

down on main street, i got friends waiting there. i don’t need no drop off girls. i like the air.

elysian park through the dark about a mile. a little white girl with a bobby king smile. blue little bags she says she knows i’m feeling bad i’m worth your while. but here ‘tween the palette feelings i don’t understand, cardboard cutouts, just be a man. have fun walking home in mike davis land. pull the wool over my eyes. i don’t want to understand. i like the trees, the army and the colors that they wear, they like to scare. a few blocks home from remembering my name, a few blocks home.

down on main street, i got friends waiting there. i don’t need no drop off girls, i like the air.

- robert francis lyrics

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