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MAT KEARNEY : Rochester lyrics

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MAT KEARNEY lyrics : "Rochester"

I was born in Rochester
To a book makin' man
Had a fake cigar shop

With the games on in the back
See them coming and going
Let them ride on thoroughbreds

Police chief and ..... wondering what's the spread
I carried rich men packs through the .....
Trying to chase a little white ball

I learnt that any saw place wasn't good for me at all
Daddy came home fired up looking for some sort of relief
He beat the hell out of Timmy, Timmy beat the hell out of me


Yeah I would hop the fence out to this government fields
Run 'til was nothing more to feel

Lyin' there watch the planes just disappear
Knowing one day I'm goin' fly on out of here


Well that same police chief came knockin' my first freshman day
Put my daddy in handcuffs put his picture on the front page
Took every one of his suits and all my dignity

Walk the halls of Irondequoit waiting for any punk to set me free

Yeah I would hop the fence out to this government fields

Run 'til there was nothing more to feel
Lyin' there watch the planes just disappear
Knowing one day I'm goin' fly out of here


Well I got that call to Vietnam just like everyone else I knew
So scared of the hand grenades threw them farther than other troop

I came home like an iron fist and Timmy tried to take my keys
With dope in his front pocket that was the last time he touched me
Moved to an island out west up to Breckenridge

Met a mermaid on a glass boat and she promised me some kids
Bought a house in Oregon where you could touch both of the walls
Had a son named Benjamin and I was so scared of it all

Benjamin walked in the front room where I was cutting up my hash
Looked into those deep blue eyes wondering why I've been so mad
Flushed a quarter pound down the drain praying to the mercy to confess

Trying to rip out the boy from Rochester right out from my chest
We're gonna walk right out into these heavenly fields
Run like there was no more time to steal

My three boys in the grace of god ...

Knowing one day you're gonna take me out of here

Knowing one day you're gonna take me out of here

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