Skid Row

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"SKID ROW"
(Written by N. Robertson)

How'd I end up on Skid Row?
Am I reaping what I've sown?
My mind is sick with melancholia
And I can't take anymore

Got the down-and-out disease
Outside begging in the streets
I need a drink to mitigate my pain
While I'm sleeping in the rain

Who has sympathy these days?
My old man just passed away
Destitute old men all look the same
When they're in a common grave

Tell the taxman what you see
Tell him there are folks like me
Out of work and got no place to go
I ain't even got a hole

How'd I end up on Skid Row?


©2012 All rights reserved. Lyrics used by permission only.

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from Indian Summer, released December 18, 2012
Taylor Bell - guitar
Zach Mayo - drums, percussion and handclaps
Nolan Robertson - guitar, bass and vocals

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