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Lyricist: The Gone Jackals
Lyrics:
I was born there, Before I knew better. Went to school there, But learned to avoid that. Fell in love there, But love couldn t thrive there. Picked it up And I left it behind, said -
Man, alive! Get me out of this barrel of crabs.
Most our homes were Depressed by division.
What passed for friendship Was really protection . Any work there Disolved into trouble. Ate me up, Livin life on the bubble, said -
Man, alive! Get me out of this barrel of crabs.
Everytime I d gain some ground, Another man s scheme would just pull me back down. Everytime I spied the top. The next poor sucker s there to give me the drop.
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