Live - Shit Towne Lyrics
The weavers live up the street from meThe crackheads, they live down the street from meThe tall grass makes it hard to seeBeyond my propertyHey man, this is criminal,This hard line symmetry of people and petsWe dont bother anyoneWe keep to ourselvesThe mailman visits each of us in turnWe dont bother anyoneWe keep to ourselvesThe mailman visits each of us in timeGotta live, gotta live, gotta liveIn shit towneGotta live, gotta live, gotta liveIn our town.