Born Ruffians

Born Ruffians - Piecing It Together lyrics

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Piecing it together in a highway town 
Another store-front cemetery 

(2nd verse same as the first) 

Piecing it together in a highway town 
Another store-front cemetery 
What we know for sure is going down 
Read the papers, the obituaries 
Straight gin, a sin and rolling one 
He'll be in the obituaries 
Throw the empty bottle and then run 
Broke the window of that store-front cemetery 

He's dressing up 
He's going blind 
He's throwing up 
Just to unwind 
He's dressing up 
He's going blind 
He's throwing up 
Just to unwind 
He's dressing up 
He's going blind 
He's throwing up 
Just to unwind 
He's dressing up 
He's going blind 
He's throwing up 
Just to unwind 

We wore that shirt 
Got called a fag 
It didn't hurt 
No, not today 
We wore that shirt 
Got called a fag 
It didn't hurt 
No, not today 
We wore that shirt 
Got called a fag 
It didn't hurt 
No, not today 
We wore that shirt 
Got called a fag 
It didn't hurt 
No, not today 

Another pointless song comes out of the pen 
Read it back and cry 
Fact is, we'll die and never live again 
We'll just wonder why.

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Language: English

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