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Rag Town
04:00
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Every city has a Locust and a Poplar Street
Atlanta, everything is Peach
Home is something different
Like the cradle of a mother
Home is hard to leave
Even this rag town
Even some rag town
Just another city in the creases of the map
Another one that luck forgot
People like to mock it
Drive right on
You’ll always find a parking spot
In this rag town
In this rag town
In this rag town
I listen to the silence on a summer night
I listen to the baseball crack
I listen to the wailing of the sirens
When a yellow sky turns black
In this rag town
There was a dime store
I was ten years old
Green as I could be
Sit at the countertop and watch the cars
Until the plate was clean
Now it’s rag town
Call it rag town
Call it rag town
I listen to thumping of my hearts some nights
I listen to my darkest thoughts
A lot of people talking how we’re doing fine
I wonder if they just forgot
Our little rag town
Little rag town
Little rag town
Little rag town
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Pink Rebel
03:24
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Pink rebel with a sword held high
Pink rebel off a’ 65
Pissed off and looking saddle sore
Someone should tell him
That he lost the war
Pink rebel
Done fought that war
The General, he’s been vandalized
Been shot up a dozen times
Pistol raised and his teeth bit tight
Charging over the lanes
The terror of the interstate
He was silver in his day
Towered like a genie from the carpet store
They hit him with a coat of paint
Pink rebel with a sword held high
Pink rebel off a’ 65
Pissed off and looking saddle sore
Someone should tell him that he lost the war
Pink rebel
Done lost that war
The General is no friend of mine
Drove past him too many times
They ought to plant a couple bushes by the highway
So we’ll never have to look at him
Some people love their battle hymns
They sing of bravery
They swell with pride
But there ain’t no good
Word for slavery
Pink rebel with a sword held high
Pink rebel off a’ 65
Pissed off and looking saddle sore
Someone should tell him
That he lost the war
Pink rebel
Done lost that war
Pink rebel
Done lost that war
Pink rebel with a sword held high
Pink rebel off a’ 65
Pissed off and looking saddle sore
Someone should tell him
That he lost the war
Pink rebel
Done lost that war
Pink rebel
Done lost that war
Pink rebel
Done lost that war
Done fought that war
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Grant-Lee Phillips Nashville, Tennessee
American singer-songwriter and multi-instrumentalist.
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