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Downpresser

from Floridian Farrago by Hours Eastly

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And he's a fat-cat, gimme-that boy
He built his gates on the downpressed
He never cared, never shared
And keeps his faith in a bad religion
In a bad religion

Well he wake up in the morning
But he don't ever see the light
It's hard to see your evil deeds
When the greed has made you blind
You know the greed has made you
Made you blind
Oh Lord, I said the greed has made you so blind

And he's a good-soul, sensi-roll boy
He built his gates on the Lord's land
He never steal, never kill
And keeps his faith in the Lord's religion
He got that zinc fence
His only defense
No running, no running
No running water
He never had a chance
No matter how hard he tried
He never had a chance, no

Lord he wake up in the morning
But he don't go to sleep at night
He live his life in pieces
And he holds those pieces tight
He holds those pieces
He holds them tight
He holds those pieces so tight
Tight, tight...

Lord I wake up in the morning
But I don't go to sleep at night
Well I live my life in pieces
And I hold those pieces tight
You know I hold those pieces
You know I hold them tight
Lord knows I hold, I hold them pieces
So tight

And he's a fat-cat, gimme-that boy
He built his gates on the downpressed
He never cared, never shared
And keeps his faith in a bad religion
In a bad religion

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from Floridian Farrago, released January 1, 2008

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