Cash lyrics by Vic Chesnutt. Do your math! Eat your clams! I always hated the L.A. Rams. Climb up on the roof, [To watch the police ?] As a shadow wanders...
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Do your math!
Eat your clams!
I always hated the L.A. Rams.
Climb up on the roof,
[To watch the police ?]
As a shadow wanders across your room.
[Get the wind back?]
[I want a paper towel?]
Wishing you was Roseanne Cash and I was Roger Crowell.
Groom your trees, groom your shrubs,
Pounding pictures in a labored pose
Conspiracy to keep me under wraps, I signed the document, well I guess my ass is grass.
Stoke a candle, thumb through a book, a autobiography of an infamous crook.
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