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The sidewalk songs and their knuckles are cracked
And they ring like an old broken bell
They kick and they scream
They call it brotherly love
It seems like a living hell
But the pavement connects
And the knuckles protect
And the cracked songs help heal the wounds
And they huddle together
And fight off the cold
They kick, scream and sing out of tune
And wait for the flowers to bloom
It's a hell of a home
It's a hell of a home
Where else would I go?
It's all I know
It's a hell
It's a hell of a home
Out here it's all earthquakes, plastic
And the hills are on fire
Styrofoam tan moms in drought
I ain't seen a black girl in twenty-eight days
And I'm starting to have my doubts
No rain's got me withering
At least I'm not shivering
I can breathe here without all the gloom
We got our feet in the sand
In this possible land
Bathing in the sun and the moon
With wildflowers always in bloom
Yeah, it's a hell of a home
It's a hell of a home
Where else would I go?
It's all I know
It's a hell
It's a hell of a home
It's a hell of a home
Where else would I go?
It's all I know
It's a hell
It's a hell of a home
I got used to waving goodbye
I got tired of grinding
In a giant city waiting to die
Yeah, it's a hell of a home
It's a hell of a home
Where else would I go?
It's all I know
It's a hell
It's a hell of a home
It's a hell of a home
Where else would I go?
It's all I know
It's a hell
It's a hell of a home
You go east, you go west
You get tarnish and sheen