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Middle of the Hill

When I was a kid I grew up in a house on a hill

Not the top, not the bottom, but the middle

And I still remember where I cracked my head

In the vacant lot, there's a row of tiny houses there nowAnd we used to light fires in the gutters

And I could cool my head on the concrete steps

But the girl down the street hit my sister

On the head with a stickAnd we hid behind my father

As he knocked on the parents' door

To tell the them what she did

But the parents were drunk

So they really didn't give a shitAnd the girl down the street said a dog couldn't bark

'Cause a man with an axe cut its voicebox out

But my older sister told me that it prob'ly wasn't true

And I believe what she said 'cause she took me by the handOne time when a coupla men drove down the hill in a white van

Said there was a phone box filled with money 'round the corner

And I woulda gone along but she took me by the hand

To the house in the middle of the hill

In the middle of the hill, in the middle of the hillAnd my mother knew the words to a lot of different songs

And we'd always sing the harmonies, yeah, we'd sing along

She had cold, cold hands when the fever hit

And then the noises that the trains made

Sounded like people in my headAnd the stories that the ceiling told

Through the pictures and the grains in the pine wood boards

And let me stay outside 'til the sky went red

And I could cool my head on the concrete stepsAnd you could never really see the top from the bottom

But I don't pay enough attention

To the good things when I got 'em

And you could never really see the top from the bottomI don't pay enough attention

To the good things when I got 'em

I don't pay enough attention

To the good things when I got 'emI don't pay enough attention

To the good things when I got 'em

I don't pay enough attention

To the good things when I got 'em

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