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Homes, Jobs, Bombs
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I play acoustic folk punk.
My band is me (Adam) and my guitar... I write songs and some of them are older (and not very good) but I'm more happy with my newer stuff...
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Genre
Acoustic • Acoustic Folk
Charts
Peak #1,283
Peak in subgenre #161
Author
Jenny
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October 08, 2005
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MP3 2.3 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
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Homes, Jobs, and Bombs The house that I live in it is pretty nice, But the house that I live in it is not mine I live with my parents don’t have shit to my name Except a guitar and a few sets of clothes and the car that I drive, isn’t mine and the food that I eat I didn’t buy there’s a guy on the corner and he’s holding a sign, that says, “will work for food” but I’m given mine But I’ve got a job it doesn’t pay me crap Except to pay for that college rap Where I see all these frat boys and girls pass me by Wearing more clothes that they didn’t buy and I go home and turn on the evening news, where they show pictures of the latest issues, the kids in iraq and the cops in blue the kids have even less clothes than I do and I don’t worry about bombs being dropped every night as I lay in my bed, and I don’t worry about bombs going off and I think there’s something to be said about the way that we live our lives and about the things that should change about how I should move out of their house and the fact that I just shouldn’t work About the way I should drop out of school And follow my dreams for awhile And I think that I could be happy Standing on the corner holding that sign
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