This Town

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4:43

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T H I S T O W N lyrics, music, vocals and all instruments; BY BART ASPENLIEDER I’M STUCK IN A DUSTY, DIRT STOP TOWN ABOUT A HUNDRED MILES FROM THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE. IT’S A DAMN NEAR PERFECT PLACE TO GET AWAY, IF YOU LIKE FURNACE HOT AIR AND COYOTES FOR YOUR NEIGHBORS. I’VE HAD IT UP TO HERE WITH DUST STORMS AND THREE HUNDRED DAYS OF WIND. I HAD A FIVE YEAR PLAN BUT ITS YEAR FIFTEEN. DON’T WANT TO HAVE TO DO ANOTHER THREE HUNDRED AND SIXTY-FIVE, I’D SELL MY SOUL TO GET A BREAK AND GET OUT OF THIS TOWN ALIVE. I’VE GOT TO GET OUT OF THIS TOWN THERE’S GOT TO BE A BETTER PLACE, THAN THIS TOWN. THIS TOWN HAS A WAY OF SUCKING ALL THE LIFE RIGHT THROUGH YOUR PORES LIKE SWEAT RUNS DOWN, RUNS DOWN YOUR FOREHEAD. IT FEELS LIKE A MILLION MILES AWAY FROM EV’RYTHING I EVER TOOK THE TIME, TO THINK OR EVEN DREAM OF. I’VE GOT TO FIND ME A WAY. THERE’S SOMETHING OUT THERE, CALLING ME. IN FIVE YEARS I’M NOT SURE WHERE I’LL BE BUT I KNOW THAT THIS TOWN’S NOT FOR ME I’VE GOT TO MAKE MY BREAK SO I CAN BREATHE. I’VE GOT TO GET OUT OF THIS TOWN THERE’S GOT TO BE A BETTER PLACE. I’VE GOT TO GET OUT OF THIS TOWN THERE’S GOT TO BE A BETTER PLACE, THAN THIS TOWN. I’VE HAD IT UP TO HERE WITH DUST STORMS AND THREE HUNDRED DAYS OF WIND. I HAD A FIVE YEAR PLAN BUT ITS YEAR FIFTEEN. DON’T WANT TO HAVE TO DO ANOTHER THREE HUNDRED AND SIXTY-FIVE. I’D SELL MY SOUL TO GET A BREAK AND GET OUT OF THIS TOWN ALIVE. I’VE GOT TO GET OUT OF THIS TOWN THERE’S GOT TO BE A BETTER PLACE. I’VE GOT TO GET OUT OF THIS TOWN THERE’S GOT TO BE A BETTER PLACE .