Feb 07, 2008 21:38
...last I know, I was getting off a train going south from D.C.
Now I ain't no world traveller but I know this place ain't on that route.
Someone wanna tell me where I am and when all them lights and noises gonna stop?
I don't like it when I can't tell if someone about to walk up behind me and shoot me. You wouldn't either if you was me.
one-man religion out of baltimore,
trying to maintain dignity
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The main detail is you're stuck here, just like everyone else.
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So, what, no one know any way out?
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As in Washington?
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...course, this place ain't on no map of mine neither.
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I lived outside of D.C. for a number of years. I suspect it remains the same.
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That ain't important now. What is--you got anything on a way out of here?
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How does anyone ever concentrate in this whole blessed city?
Or know when someone trying to kill them?
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Well it's not like this all the time. I mean, the fireworks only come around every once and a while. It's the ticking that gets you.
And people always know when they're trying to kill someone else. Everyone around here likes to brag about it.
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[listens]
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What is that, yo?
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Starting to think my streets don't matter here neither.
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Here. Whether or not you choose to believe it is your right, but time will prove it.
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All right. I'll read it.
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It can be overwhelming, but there's no use softening the blow.
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... ... ... Yeah.
What stuff you got here, then? Magic? Aliens? Talking animals?
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