So Tear Me Up

I’m running through the backdoor

My head across the sky

Hoping that my god will let me in

As the people start to notice

They scream “oh man, better wake him up”

Hey kid you’ll never want to follow him

But the rich kids on the corner

Betting off on solitaire

Just to lay the poor upon the boys

Walking out, they’re on your shoes

Like chalk upon the face of rex

Beating out to keep their head above the noise

So hold me down

So tear me up

So let me in for a while

Hey

When everyone’s a down and out

You don’t know where it ends

But the forecast tells the lads to push on through

Beyond the tepid shade a face is wrecked in (the?) afternoon

The lucky like to stick it to the truth

So sing a song in sixpence

I’ll stick it to the change

But men can never seem to make it last

The send all three I owe it to the hate, the love, the cut

The scar I will have to wear upon the mast (mask?)

So hold me down

So tear me up

Let me in for a while

So watch it go

Ooh

Ooh

Hold me down

So tear me up

So let me in for a while

So hold me down

So tear me up

So let me in for a while

I bet you’d like to see a poor man start to smile

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