Busted Again
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March 07, 2008
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MP3 4.9 MB, bitrate 128 kbps.
5:22 minutes
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T. Boudreau © bonehead records
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Busted Again (T Boudreau 1-11-08) In that old warehouse of Richardson and Krause that closed a decade ago Gather Suicide Kings and the mischief they bring in the south side of the hollow Surprise is the plan for final stand between the Kings and the (low-life) Cruisers No matter how it plays out, without a doubt, both sides will always be losers If you anti-up, you never double down you always choose your next card with care Cuz it's growing up tough in this dead mans town where your only friend is despair And he's showing aces and your looking at eights and Lady Luck can never be trusted When you're at eighteen and your chances are lean, one more hit just might leave you busted…again Smack in the center of the states where time never waits, the afternoons seem a mile long The crop is knee high by the fourth of July and the farmer’s dreams are gone A couple high-school kids gather under the bridge like they do every afternoon With bottles of courage and a future discouraged they turn to the needle and spoon If you anti-up, you never double down you always choose your next card with care Cuz it's growing up tough in this dead end town where your only friend is despair He's showing aces and your staring eights and Lady Luck can never be trusted When you're at eighteen and your chances are lean, one more hit just might leave you busted again and the cards keep on changing cuz the game is always the same it's not the stakes that are dangerous it's how close you live to that flame so you pack another clip and take one more hit the dealer is folding, his face-card is showing and you feel that this could be it.... so you gotta anti-up, you never double down you always choose your next card with care Cuz it's tough growing up in this gambling town where your only friend is despair He's showing aces and you’ve only got eights and Lady Luck can never be trusted When you're at eighteen and your choices are lean, one more hit just might leave you busted again