The Gone Jackals - Barrel Of Crabs - Sözleri

I was born there,

Before I knew better.

Went to school there,

But learned to avoid that.

Fell in love there,

But love couldn t thrive there.

Picked it up

And I left it behind, said -



Man, alive!

Get me out of this barrel of crabs.



Most our homes were

Depressed by division.

What passed for friendship

Was really	protection .

Any work there

Disolved into trouble.

Ate me up,

Livin life on the bubble, said -



Man, alive!

Get me out of this barrel of crabs.



Everytime I d gain some ground,

Another man s scheme would just pull me back down.

Everytime I spied the top.

The next poor sucker s there to give me the drop.








		
			



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