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    A Dead Man's Vest 4r6x18

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    Sometimes i think about my father
    Empty shadow that he was
    Running out on me like he did
    Fucking up my only life
    But then i don't know the influences
    And pressures that he was under
    What his trip was
    I hear he was a drinker
    So i'm a little hard-pressed
    In a black leather jacket
    And a dead man's vest

    Found his ass after 30 years
    Of being misplaced
    Called him on the phone
    He was pretty cool.
    But the cancer had him
    Said he heard i was some
    Kind of musician
    Surprised, \"i can't carry a tune in a bucket\", he says.
    I had a lot to get off my chest
    In a black leather jacket and a dead man's vest.

    It was like talking to a ghost
    Or some kind of past-life regression
    Hypnotherapy new-age shit.
    He was very gracious.
    He did not complain
    And he did not confess.
    And i'm in a black leather jacket
    And a dead man's vest.

    You should of been there
    You should of been there for me.

    Last time we talked
    He was very ill
    I said, \"you don't sound so good.\"
    He said, \"son, you win some,
    You lose some.\"
    And died

    Made a striking figure lying in his box.
    Whole town came to pay
    Their respects.
    They said he was a good man.
    I barely knew him.
    I'm sitting with his widow
    And he's gone to rest
    And i'm in my black leather jacket
    And my father's vest

    I'm a little pissed off these days
    About death in general
    This is a mean world to try and live in
    And there are no winners in this test
    And i'm getting weary of
    Digging out my black leather jacket
    And my funeral vest

    My black leather jacket
    A new pair of shoes
    And a dead man's vest

    \"the boys got that look in their eyes\"
    (farren/kramer)

    Strange television distortion
    Rumors of things in the skies
    Dogs start in howling
    Cops are out prowling
    And the boys got that look in their eyes

    The good guys cutting and running
    The bad guys are telling the lies
    And the girl dressed in lace
    Has a smile on her face
    And the boys got that look in their eyes

    The boys got that look
    The boys got that look
    The boys got that look in their eyes

    Too delicately balanced for comfort
    One jolt and everyone fries
    Poised for the fall
    It's anyone's call
    And the boys got that look in their eyes

    No mistake, something is coming
    The tension cuts like a scythe
    You better beware
    Hellfire in the air
    And the boys got that look in their eyes
    Compositor: (kramer)

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