Free of Hope Vic Chesnutt
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Bricks are dirty, lakes are dead
The family dog is mad
Baby brother's science beakers are all broken
Now the yard peacocks are all sad
Board games are boring
May they rot on the shelf
Big brother's at Columbia University
Quote unquote he's tanning beaver pelts
Subtle as a billboard
Oh so refined
Smoking through my chimney
Burning up this life of mind
Free of hope, free of the past
Thank you God of nothing I'm free at last
Free of hope, free of the past
Thank you God of nothing I'm free at last
I'm free at last
I'm free
Free at last
A chip on the shoulder usually means
There's wood up above
But no man at this shiny oblong table
Is very, very fibrous
The family dog is mad
Baby brother's science beakers are all broken
Now the yard peacocks are all sad
Board games are boring
May they rot on the shelf
Big brother's at Columbia University
Quote unquote he's tanning beaver pelts
Subtle as a billboard
Oh so refined
Smoking through my chimney
Burning up this life of mind
Free of hope, free of the past
Thank you God of nothing I'm free at last
Free of hope, free of the past
Thank you God of nothing I'm free at last
I'm free at last
I'm free
Free at last
A chip on the shoulder usually means
There's wood up above
But no man at this shiny oblong table
Is very, very fibrous
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