Green Corn

Sometimes i think of all the places where i don't



Wanna go



Then i think of all the things that i don't wanna do



And when i think of all the people that i don't wanna



Meet



I close my eyes and go to sleep







Tully, baby, you're trapped behind your golden bars



I'm the prince of poverty hangin' out in bars



Your life's a mercedes, a mansion with a pool



My life's on a bus stop just waiting for some fuel







Your obviousness disgusts me i see thru your macho



Lies



I'll fight everything you stand for



There's something in your purse baby, my head is



Getting sore



Maybe what we had was just green corn


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