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• Artiste: Humpback Oak
• Titre: Finer Life
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Somehow somebody came to me to punish me for what i've done he asked me a matter-of-factly, "do you know what you have done?" i said, "i do and don't mind me asking, ain't you so-and-so's son?" he said, "you bet i am and because of you, my father died before the war begun!" "down to the low life, well do i like it?" "no finer time to be alive" "it's more like a dull life crawling with me." "oh yes i remember," i said pulled the trigger and aimed it at his head. "you said you've come to end my misery, but can't you see i've paid my dues already. my hands are all tied up in a sack, my sack's connected to my back, my back's grown tone to the bone, for god's sake leave me alone." "down to the low life, well do i like it?" "no finer time to be alive" "it's more like a dull life crawling with me." i said, "why don't you go home and leave me alone, don't you think i've suffered enough, why don't you leave me alone? give me a break don't break my legs, for god's sake haven't you grown?" "down to the low life, well do i like it?" "no finer time to be alive" "it's more like a dull life crawling with me."