A Beard off with the man that sleeps on the corner of 179th & Hillside

Duration

3:39

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Other

Lyrics

A BearD ofF with the man that sleeps on the corner of 179th & HillSidE Can you relate to being more comfortable living out on the street than living below the family dog it's like having the choice between pigeon shit or homeless street piss well sometimes it's all you have to work with So I keep moving, passing the worms and shells of dead folks Decorating my landscape with my thoughts Home is where you hang your hat-My head Thinking of past looking at present and what these empty pockets represent Just keep moving, I'm passing those who can't find their souls I'm passing those in coffin homes just keep moving forward.