Church St.

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Church St.

This is just where it began
were starting out a little bland
I dont know where we'll end up
In the back of a cowboys truck
Down on Church Street the pastors guilt
hasn't saved a soul this week.
Down on Church SAtreet there is a park
where all the lost dogs will be found
Down on church street the feelin is so
tight, tight, tight and then there's light.
Come on in and see a show, out in the back
you dont know, his shoes feel tight
but the work real well, preaching leaves us all so....
a drugged up , tired beatin' down and the took
the lost dogs to the pound.
Down on Church St. the feelings so....
tired tired....Church St.......Church St.
Were all up to late down on Church St.

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If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

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