If they weren't able to save your soul, they'll get you out of jail and try, try again.
Plum blossom?
Sitting in the park, slapping strings and dreaming of Nashville. The green haired guy must have been their manager, though he never raised his head or commented, just bobbed along with the beat.
Words and music by Stanley and Sissy
Trapezoid fever and Little Caesars Pizza
I’ve eaten my share but the grass is still greener
My ma and my pa they hassle and hate me
But I slip through the cracks and return the favor.
I have not a home so my friends bring me bones
But I keep on singing my songs alone
It’s Nashville I’m bound so I’ll see you around
For life is just too sweet to squander.
Uptown Kingman
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