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DAVID ARN lyrics : "Even In A Town of Seven Churches (Odds Are Even)"

At your stepmotherâ??s vacuumed mansion
They unplugged your magic wand
You grew smaller than your shadow

Learned other ways to turn it on

But, hey___ donâ??t get caught

Without a chair when the music stops
You know what thatâ??s all about.


Designer potholes in the kitchen
Old logos on your dress
Thrift store becomes so much more

When others say it looks like less

Escaping on your own

Is harder than the talk
With shoulders soft from backpacks you carried
Itâ??s well known

You walked the widowâ??s walk
Long before you were even married


Standing outside anotherâ??s limelight
Igniting matches with an open nerve
Odds are even in a town of seven churches

No one will get what they deserve

Spring will bring daffodils and violets

Thereâ??s a rusty cycle everyone wants to save
But come on back, throw away your silence
Weâ??ll plant a pink slip on the step family grave


Heyâ??Donâ??t get caught
Without a chair when the music stops

You know what thatâ??s all about
Heyâ??donâ??t get caught
Without a chair when the music stops

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