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Jill Freeman
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Letters from Murdertown
Dark gray, beaten down Tires and rust, drunken clowns Winding streets of lost and found
Dope fiends, dancing bears Crooks who'll take you unawares Crying kids with silent stares
I miss my home of origin That dusty cornered land of sin Where good and evil all mix in Cotton candy, bathtub gin
So if you see me smiling All wistful and beguiling You'll know my heart is filing Letters from Murdertown Letters from Murdertown Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Letters from Murdertown Letters from Murdertown
Whispers, behind barn doors Shadows off to midnight chores Babies curled on unwashed floors
War torn, tender hearts Broken souls in bits and parts Pinned like jewels on necks of tarts
I'm going home where I belong Where revelers dance in murderous throng In dim lamplight I'll raise my song To feelings deep, to passions strong
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