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Top of the world ma!!

Verse One
Wish I was back!
Wish I was back with all them cats!
Tearing it up, man, just like we used to do.
All decked out like the Devil’s own
On Butane fumes and Bad cologne

Intro Well, it morning here on Front St and Dover And it feels like this whole town’s hung over And the potholes look like they would rather just go back to bed Hunched-back buildings with blood-shot windows And there’s a Buick passed out my gutter And the parking meter wishes he just called in sick instead.

Well, the crack in the sidewalk is yawning
And that storefront window’s head is pounding
And that hydrant waiting for the hair of the dog to come stumbling on by
I prop my eyes balls on the front stoop
And I watch that chimney over there cough up some yellow soup
And I recall that you’re mad at me, but, I can’t remember why

There's a board-walk on the lake shore,
Back in my hometown
It's a place where couples meet
To watch the sun go down.
And there's a boy on the board-walk,
Pining all alone.
I asked him what was on his mind,
He answered sad and low;