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Bill Cannon
Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #1,253
Peak in subgenre #87
Author
Bill Cannon
Rights
2008
Uploaded
July 18, 2008
Track Files
MP3
MP3 4.9 MB • 128 kbps • 5:23
Lyrics
Coming from there to hear
The things i see seem so clear
And the make me mad the make me glad
Almost sad in the shaddow of fear
Yeah I'm back on track this same old scene
This foul old air is so good to breathe
As the gutter at my feet rises to my knees
All these troubles that I see
Well they're bringing me back
To the place I ran so fast from
Back to my reality
Living in everyman's land
Just living and giving and paying the man
Living my life with out a plan
Just an illusion like the slight of hand
Living in everyman's land
Sinning and praying and robbing the man
Well there's Winos and whores and people living out doors
But the man on the hill he don't give a damn
Living in everyman's land
They call this home but they tear it down
Back to the basics same old dream
All these foul balls are making me change my scheme
Life they say is just a gamble
But you can lose it all betting on your dreams
And some of the things that I see got me running to be free
But I get so weak as the gutter at my feet
Rises to my knees
Living in everyman's land
Living and giving and dying for a friend
Organized mice who seldom think twice
Who are happy with their lies and the holes where they hide
Living in everyman's land
Hoping and praying and making my plan
Living in everyman's land
Giving and giving and paying the man
Yeah I'm back on track this same old scene
This foul old air is so good to breathe
As the gutter at my feet rises to my knees
It brings me back to my reality
Living in everyman's land
Living and giving and dying for a friend
Living in everyman's land
Hoping and praying and making my plan
