Vic Chesnutt - Cash lyrics

[Vic Chesnutt - Cash lyrics]

Do your math eat your clams
I always hated the LA rams
Climb up on the roof to watch the balloon
As it's shadow wanders across your room
Get the Windex and a wad of paper towels
Wishing you was Roseanne Cash and
I was Rodney Crowell groom your trees
Prune your shrubs
Pounding pitchers in your neighborhood pubs
Conspiracy to keep me under wraps
I signed the document
Well I guess my ass is grass stoke a candle
Thumb through a book
Autobiography of an infamous crook

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