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paul dempsey - light pollution كلمات أغنية

john a. hobson was a good man
he used to loan me books and mic stands
he even got me a subscription
to the socialist review
listening to records in his bas_m_nt
old folk songs about the government
“it’s love of money, not the market”
he said, ”those f_ckers push on you”

“and freedom yells, it don’t cry
whatever sells will decide
but there’s no h_ll when you die
so don’t look so worried”

he got a night life, lost his day job
pushing papers, swinging pendulums
anything to serve a function
or to occupy some time
you gotta earn this living somehow
you’re good as dead without a bank account
but it’s funny how alive he felt down
in that unemployment line

with all that trash at his feet
the pools of p_ss in the street
all of that filthy empathy
for the way we’re feeling
the billboards shade, the flags, they wave
the anthem was playing loud
the baseball game was letting out
and all at once he saw the dust
and heard every tiny sound
got in his truck and turned around

drove out past the crowd and the cops
drove out past that center mall
drove out past that sickening sprawl
drove out past that fenced in grove

and maybe he lost control
f_cking with the radio
but i’ll bet the stars seemed so close
at the end
at the end
at the end
at the end
at the end

- paul dempsey

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