Advisory - the following lyrics contain explicit language:
The weavers live up the street from me
The crackheads, they live down the street from me
The tall grass makes it hard to see
Beyond my propertyHey man, this is criminal
This hard line symmetry of people and petsAnd we don't bother anyone
We keep to ourselves
The mailman visits each of us in turnAnd we don't bother anyone
We keep to ourselves
The mailman visits each of us in timeGotta live, gotta live, gotta live
In shit town
Gotta live, gotta live, gotta live
In our townGotta live, gotta live, gotta live
In shit town
Gotta live, gotta live, gotta liveThe weavers live up the street from me
The crackheads, they live down the street from meAnd we don't bother anyone
We keep to ourselves
The mailman visits each of us in turnAnd we don't bother anyone
We keep to ourselves
The mailman visits each of us in timeGotta live, gotta live, gotta live
In shit town
Gotta live, gotta live, gotta live
In our townGotta live, gotta live, gotta live
In shit town
Gotta live, gotta live, gotta live
In our townGotta live, gotta live, gotta live
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Don't hold me backGotta live, gotta live, gotta live
In shit town
Gotta live, gotta live, gotta live
In our townGotta live, gotta live, gotta live
In shit town
Gotta live, gotta live, gotta liveOur town
Shit town
Our town
Shit town
Our town
Shit town