Letra de Park Bench
Dear Landlord
Park Bench
Dear Landlord
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Dear Landlord
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You were swaying on your feet
Trying to light a smoke
Waiting on a bus
You've got nowhere to go
You were sleeping in the park
In a dirty sweatpants suit
The cops woke you up
Now you gotta move
Walking around wearing a motorcycle helmet
Up and down the same streets you walked yesterday
Wild Irish rose can make a mean world almost decent
It's an illusion handcuffs quickly take away
There ain't enough room in this city for a guy who
Wants to drink himself to sleep under the stars
There will always be some shit bag to remind you
Right where you are, right where you are
Trying to light a smoke
Waiting on a bus
You've got nowhere to go
You were sleeping in the park
In a dirty sweatpants suit
The cops woke you up
Now you gotta move
Walking around wearing a motorcycle helmet
Up and down the same streets you walked yesterday
Wild Irish rose can make a mean world almost decent
It's an illusion handcuffs quickly take away
There ain't enough room in this city for a guy who
Wants to drink himself to sleep under the stars
There will always be some shit bag to remind you
Right where you are, right where you are
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