Soapbox

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Well, the crowd goes crazy when catastrophe strikes
 Nobody's feelings seem to come out right
 Talk is cheap and common sense ain't commonly found
 I try not to pay attention, keep on having my fun
 Minding my own, I'll be a son of a gun
 If old so-and-so down the road don't like it a bit
 I keep side steppin', they keep throwin' me shit
 I don't preach no tricks, don't talk politics
 I'm just a casual singer holding my stones and my sticks
 If I got a problem, my job is pour my heart in a song
 Well, hot dog, your opinion is louder than mine
 You might wear out my nerves, but you ain't changing my mind
 By good God, let's hop off the soapbox and get along
 Well, there ain't no kitchen fittin' all of these cooks
 If you're cravin' bacon, you might get dirty looks
 So what? Damn, suck it up and wash it down
 I believe having passion is worth more than gold
 That tellin' the truth don't ever get old
 Sometimes, Lord, all we can do is fight
 It might drive me crazy, but it won't be tonight
 I don't preach no tricks, don't talk politics
 I'm just a casual singer holding my stones and my sticks
 If I got a problem, my job is pour my heart in a song
 Well, hot dog, your opinion is louder than mine
 You might wear out my nerves, but you ain't changing my mind
 By good God, let's hop off the soapbox and get along
 Get along
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 I don't preach no tricks, don't talk politics
 I'm just a casual singer holding my stones and my sticks
 If I got a problem, my job is pour my heart in a song
 Well, hot dog, your opinion is louder than mine
 You might wear out my nerves, but you ain't changing my mind
 By good God, let's hop off the soapbox and get along
 Well, good God, let's hop off the soapbox and get along
 

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Duration
04:02
Tempo
109 BPM

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