Killed By the Boom

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The Veils - Pop

Killed By the Boom

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He stared at the skyline with a look of avarice He smelled the diesel of a passing train He fell with both hands still in his pockets Killed by the boom and washed away Oh no what a tragedy Say what you want about him I say goddamn He wasn't no drug dealer momma He was a dancer With the dull eyes of a steer and a lion's mane Bear me no public opinion it never answers Whatever intuition cannot explain Oh no what a tragedy Say what you want about him I'll say goddamn No recognition by the state nor senate No epitaph to sing aloud his sweet name No fourteen stations and no nineteenth sonnet He weren't no wealthy man but he was a man all the same Oh no what a tragedy Say what you want about him Oh no what a fucking tragedy Say what you want about him I say goddamn It weren't the rain that killed him And it weren't his muddy ears It weren't the rain that killed him He was killed by the boom He was killed by the boom

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