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The Major lyrics
Down the street on one leg,
a major with a mouth,
is standing on a corner,
near a train to somewhere south,
he whistles when he speaks,
it's the only time he does,
a petty two-bit thief,
always in and out of love.
his eyes are bloody red,
it's part of his routine,
home for Sunday dinner,
with a widow from beneath,
a silver serpent tongue,
a face meant for a mother's love,
a murder in his pocket,
with no skin cover up.
ride, he rides,
two-bit thief,
train down South
serpent tongue
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- Track 4 on The Ruiner
- 3 Invisible Ink
- 5 Buffalo
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