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Oct 2014
without
any money
I won't
get too far,

but I'm
onΒ Β a tab
all night,

drinking my gin
from a mason jar

you might think
it's kinda funny,

the way I rock my boat,

but you can have yours
and I'll have mine,

I won't be made
out to be a scapegoat,

if you cross my path
I'll give you a sign,

I"ll put my
pedal to the medal
and watch me unwind.

if you be sleeping
under the bridge
it's not that I don't care,

it's just bridge is
a whole another game

and you won't see me there.

maybe I can't
hold a candle to you
in some respects,

the way
you sway
in and out
and along the line,

I'll be
topping it up
with premium,

putting it to the test,

this dream I dream,
this dream I find.



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Irving MacPherson
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