Sol Goes Shopping
¶ 1
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It’s a tough life
sifting through the bargain bins
those out of date and dented tins
are metaphors, defeats and wins
¶ 2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 my up and down world.
¶ 3
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It’s physically hard
training
playing
falling down
to cat calls form the uncooth crowd
in winter when the rain is cold
¶ 4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 my ears go numb.
¶ 5
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It’s so insecure
the contracts and careers are short
like fresh fish we are sold and bought
with sunken eyes devoid of thought
¶ 6 Leave a comment on verse 6 0 on sell by day.
¶ 7
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Nobody understands
the pressures of the modern store
corned beef
chopped pork
or spam galore
the ckeckout bleeps
the fan’s dropped jaw
¶ 8 Leave a comment on verse 8 0 as souls are sold.
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