Richard’s song Slaughter Beach, Dog

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Boards on a porch, full of holes
One guy nearly fell in
Went home from work, got a DUI
Never showed up here again

Richard's up there in the glass
Sweatband and a can of paint
Whistling along with Steely Dan
Trying to finish up before the rain

Have not put a record on today
Baby that's what's missing, likely I'm okay
Surely all this breathing in paying off one day
Empty thunder rolling through thirty miles away

Coming around beyond the gate
You sat there in a lawn chair alone
Couldn't take his eyes off the empty
Still got a hand on the phone

Nothing made to feel quite as small
All day with a shovel in thе snow
Turning on the light in a midnight trance
Still coming down on the road

Havе not put a record on today
Baby that's what's missing, likely I'm okay
Surely all this breathing in paying off one day
Empty thunder rolling through thirty miles away

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