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the weavers live up the street from me
the crackheads, they live down the street from me 
the tall grass makes it hard to see 
beyond my property
hey man, this is criminal, 
this hard line symmetry 
of people and pets

we don't bother anyone
we keep to ourselves 
the mailman visits each of us in turn 

we don't bother anyone 
we keep to ourselves 
the mailman visits each of us in time

gotta live, gotta live, gotta live
in shit towne 
gotta live, gotta live, gotta live
in our town

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