.Everythingâs predictable in little river towns
Barges and tobacco, drinking straight Kentucky brown
Mamaâs bunions swelling when thereâs evil creeping round
Like bodysnatchers
You know she used to tell me she was gazing out at space
I can feel them coming down to pilfer and .
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