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Meant For Livin'

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Conversations, limitations, speculation at the stations
Pay to Caesar what is Caesar's, all the meat inside your freezer
I've been waving to the neighbors, I've been looking for the answers
Say a prayer for Momma's wears and here's to hoping that you get out alive

Do your drugs and pray to Jesus, brush your teeth and take your meetings
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Tell the reaper to come meet us in the library of Congress
I'll be sitting with Johanna, we'll be smoking marijuana
Say a prayer for Momma's wears and here's to hoping that you get out alive

Watch the stars and watch your drinking. Go for walks and find religion
Recovering the simple dreams of modern men in stretch jeans
Tell your lover that you love her, hold her hand when you discover
That dreams are meant for dreaming and life is meant for living
Say a prayer for Momma's wears and here's to hoping that you get out alive
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Be a whore and be a miser, tie your shoes and be a liar
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Any fool can speak the truth when he's screaming from a roof
I'll be pushing through the mire cause god loves a trier
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