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Conells, The Brainjunk Stand Up Man No silence on the streets, dirty feet, you cannot sleep Your taxi is your home You want to clean it up, the dirty scum, the filthy bums You write when you're alone But you cannot close your eyes and time goes on And betsy let you down You thought you had it right No you wouldn't wait man Took the trouble in your own hand You wouldn't believe it when she wouldn't leave it Stand up man So the senator needs a ride, didn't you Didn't you imagine if he died? The jealous husband met his match, get a gun, darlin' one Did you thank him for his cash? Your shooting days are done, drive a cab, pay the tab Guess the war is won No silence on the street, dirty feet, you cannot sleep Your taxi is your home But you cannot close your eyes and time goes on And iris let you down You thought you had it right |
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