Blue Trash

Cry baby cry, crying all about
 Thinkin' 'bout missin' that banjo sound
 Finger pickin' good and greasy bound
 So you run, all the way back to momma
 To grab your gun
 You keep playing in your mind
 That mando's playing time, after time
 Those backchop beats are feelin' just fine
 Take it away, foot stomps and gravy trains
 Where is the heart?
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 Sun down day turns to night
 Angel's singing, it sound just right
 Demon's playing, there ain't no fight
 You pray
 This music will go away
 You pure old heart
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 I'm feelin' salty but I'm drinking sprite
 That tangy banjo's sounding
 So dang bright
 Heavy hearts to an empty stage right
 You say
 There is no bass today
 Low day don't feel so right
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 Sun down day turns to night
 Angel's singing, it sound just right
 Demon's playing, there ain't no fight
 You pray
 This music will go away
 You pure old heart
 Blue trash don't touch my art
 We want it back to how it was at the start
 Dead on the tracks why did we depart
 You done?
 'Cause you cannot take away
 What's in our hearts today
 What's in our hearts
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 Sun down day turns to night
 Angel's singing, it sound just right
 Demon's playing, there ain't no fight
 You pray
 This music will go away
 You pure old heart
 Blue trash won't call it art
 They want it back to how it was at the start
 Dead on the track
 Why did we depart
 Well you done?
 'Cause you cannot take away
 What's in our hearts today
 What's in our hearts this way
 What's in our hearts