Daly City Train
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Lyrics
He was an artist and a writer and a poet and a friend in a mans life he will
Take a fall but how low he goes it just depends hes shooting dope in the
Mens room at the station daly city train have you ever seen an angel well i
Know I have theyll stay here for a while and then theyll fly away jackyl had
A beer in his hand last time I seen him when he rolled the dice he never
Thought twice never thought twice about being here some grown up and some grow
Old but what about the kid who never learned the rules spent all these years
On this earth when you look back its just a flicker of time jackyl was one
Of the ones that he was one of the ones that was already saved through all
The evil and wreckage he maintained a sense of himself some men are in prison
Even though they walk the streets at night other men who got the lockdown are
Free as a bird in flight
Take a fall but how low he goes it just depends hes shooting dope in the
Mens room at the station daly city train have you ever seen an angel well i
Know I have theyll stay here for a while and then theyll fly away jackyl had
A beer in his hand last time I seen him when he rolled the dice he never
Thought twice never thought twice about being here some grown up and some grow
Old but what about the kid who never learned the rules spent all these years
On this earth when you look back its just a flicker of time jackyl was one
Of the ones that he was one of the ones that was already saved through all
The evil and wreckage he maintained a sense of himself some men are in prison
Even though they walk the streets at night other men who got the lockdown are
Free as a bird in flight
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