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STOCKYARD STOICS : Word Gets Around lyrics

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STOCKYARD STOICS lyrics : "Word Gets Around"


He's been knocked down
He's been $#&@ed up

Betrayed and he thought he'd never laugh again
He's been spat on
He's been turned off

Disdained and he thought he'd never love again
He's been broken down
He's been messed around

Put in his place with a smack in the face
He's been stabbed in the back
He's been sneak attacked

Now he hates the whole [email protected]#$ed human race

And his back's up against the wall once more

With his heart on his sleeve and his head in his hands
He dreams all the dreams of an innocent man
Of the birds and the bees and the TV screen

Word gets around in every town

He's been knocked down

He's been $#&@ed up
Betrayed and he thought he'd never love again
He's been spat on

He's been turned off
Disdained and he thought he'd never laugh again
With his eyes so bright and his new blue jeans

His head's on right and he's full of dreams
But the years between have been black and blue
My friend, what are we coming to?


And his back's up against the wall once more
With his heart on his sleeve and his head in his hands

He dreams all the dreams of an innocent man
Of the birds and the bees and the TV screen
Word gets around in every town


In every town word gets around


He's been knocked down
He's been $#&@ed up
Betrayed and he thought he'd never love again

He's been spat on
He's been turned off
Disdained and he thought he'd never laugh again

He still looks for love
He still dreams of home
He tells tall tales of what might have been

But he $#&@ed up once
And he $#&@ed up thrice
Now he's back out on the road again


And his backs' up against the wall once more
Son of a (*##$ don't know what he is fighting for

You can pick and choose
With his heart on his sleeve and his head in his hands
He dreams all the dreams of an innocent man

Of the birds and the bees and the TV screen
Word gets around in every town


Now everybody knows and there's no home
There's nowhere left to go
You're all alone


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