(1979-present / San Leandro)

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Out in the Cold(song)

Out in the cold
With no jacket
All that I hear
Is some racket

I want out
I want out

Put me on
The next train
Hands in
My pockets
Don't know
What to do
Time rambles on
And I'm still here

I want out
I want out
I'm leaving
Leaving home
I want out

Independence
is finally here
Now I can relax
And drink a beer
I'm soothed
Yes I'm soothed

Cause I'm gone
I'm gone
I am home
I am home
And independent
I am home
And independent

Submitted: Wednesday, February 08, 2006
Edited: Sunday, March 02, 2008


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