Treasure Island

vincent armone

(1/24/70 / Brooklyn)

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Yea yea right right went Blah Blah Blank Blank
Right in front of him the problem lays but see he does not
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someone else will fix this mess, besides what can I do
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Racism, Greed, Hate, Terrorism
The people need help
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Like you we all got problems
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Sitting alone the problems of world his not
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kids want to play, tv is his off day come on dad
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Now he is reaping what he has sown
In a nursing home alone
listing to a voice recorder his kids not home
hangs up and a tear from his eye
nurse can I have tissue to wipe my sigh

Yea yea right right went Nurse Blah Blah Blank Blank
All my life I guess I had it coming
Went yea yea right right Blah Blah Blank Blank

Submitted: Thursday, February 19, 2009

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