So when the taxman calls, or rent gets late,or we’ve played a show, and we didn’t get paid, I think, “Well it ain’t no chainsaw-bearing clown, so what do I got to fear?”
So don’t turn away, you don’t have to run; every day brings a rising sun, and one day yours is gonna come and take your blues away. So don’t turn away, keep your toes on the line, keep your head up kid, everything will be fine, those bitter grapes are gonna turn to wine, and take your blues away. — The Lost Trailers
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