Everyone Choose Sides

Lyrics
[Verse 1] Thirteen grand A year in the Meadowlands Bored and rural-poor, Lord, at thirty-five, right? I am the best seventeen-year-old ever [Verse 2] I've worked these sands I won't go back again Quitter, quitter, one boy bitter - rough luck Man to man, hand to hand, fight forty [Verse 3] We're losing sand! A Wrens' ditch battle plan Record after record, Black and Decker-ed, tack, tack! Definition: hell and high water [Pre-Chorus] Fatty come a courting, Lord, the money! [Chorus] Everyone choose sides The whole to-do of what to do for money Everyone choose sides Poorer or not this year and hell's the difference End of ropes and lines Everyone choose sides [Verse 4] From a house damned To divorce and back again Split my off days and holidays and days done With a card to Dad and calls to "Hi, Momma" [Verse 5] Let's talk plans And luck said, "Double damned Were you give the women worth winning or what? A wasted share of shots at high-tide heaven" [Pre-Chorus] Greener grasses fade from where you wind up [Chorus] Everyone choose sides I'm back! I'm back! So sing to raise the blind up Everyone choose sides I've walked away from more than you imagine And I sleep just fine We fought and brought up more The shovel's high up on the ten-ton line Everyone choose sides
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Credits
- Writers
- The Wrens