Kevin Short
1959 - 2004
"Never give up, never give in."
We have lost a brother.
Lyrics
I heard the cops are takin'
Money from the mob
It's not enough for an honest man
To hold an honest job
And the drug dealers have us
Eatin' from their hand
It's just another day in
Blowupingham
The mayor's in the paper
For stealin' all the cash
The Governor called the FBI
In to get it back
He took the preacher's daughter with him
When he went the lamb
The sermon's are much sadder in
Blowupingham
They say that true love never falters
They say that truth is worth the fight
They say that duty's never sqaundered
But I wonder if they're right
The high school principal's new car
Was stolen just last week
It must have been the streetgang
The works across the street
Now he walks the streets and searches
for an honest man
But there aren't many left in
Blowupingham
There isn't work enough 'round her
To even talk about
The plant has close and
Unemployment's all run out
The pawn shop doors are open
When you need an helping hand
That's all the help there is in
Blowupingham
Chorus
I've often thought of leaving
But I can't think where I'd go
Maybe down to Miami Beach or
Down to Orlando
I dream of sitting in the sun
My toes down in the sand
I'm tired of all the snow in
Blowupinham
