Hell On Church Street Ii
Lunch time
and i haven't got a dime
Freezing rain
and the furnace is down again
Old Toyota
just went up in flames
He never asks me what I want
He just sends curses
one by one
So I stand
fist clenched hand
raised toward the sky
Saying
what else can you show me
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