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Uncle Kracker

Corner Bar

 

Corner Bar

(album: Happy Hour - 2009)


Once upon a time in the land of plenty
The land of lawyers, guns and money
A funny little thing we all call greed
Brought my hometown down to its knees

A little bit worried 'bout the shape I'm in
Baby needs shoes and the wallet's thin
Got no gas or electricity
But everybody's singing in harmony

Sell me up, sell me down
I be sold out sitting here hanging around
Take my house, take my car
But you can't take my seat at the corner bar
Take my crib, take my car
But I'm keeping my seat at the corner bar

No block party, everybody's evicted
No street lights, no running liquids
I got no room on my credit card
And I'm three court dates from the prison yard

My credit score's fallen like the New York Mets
There ain't a debt collector that ain't called yet
They say, "Money don't talk, it only swears"
And got me cussing in my underwear

Sell me up, sell me down
I be sold out sitting here hanging around
Take my house, take my car
But you can't take my seat at the corner bar
Take my crib, take my car
But I'm keeping my seat at the corner bar

Once upon a time in America
The politicians went and fell outta love
There was a raping of the common man
And left us sitting here without no plan

Swimming through bills like Michael Phelps
Down and out and can't get no help
The kids are hungry, peeping French Poodles
Picking through dumpsters for Ramen noodles

Standing in line with a family to feed
Trading Manhattan for Indian beads
It's been a long time since we felt good
Got everybody waiting on Robin Hood

Sell me up, sell me down
I be sold out sitting here hanging around
Take my house, take my car
But you can't take my seat at the corner bar
Take my crib, take my car
But I'm keeping my seat at the corner bar

Once upon a time in America
The politicians went and fell outta love
There was a raping of the common man
And left us sitting here without no plan

Sell me up, sell me down
I be sold out sitting here hanging around
Take my house, take my car
But you can't take my seat at the corner bar
Take my crib, take my car
But I'm keeping my seat at the corner bar

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