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Ani Difranco - 4th Of July Lyrics

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  • You gotta have the right tools
  • For every job
  • So I invite myself in
  • Through a hole in the fence
  • I am tripping through the junkyard
  • Scanning over the piles
  • The thin cats raise their skin in defense
  • I know hes watching me
  • I can see him through the cracks
  • His eyes are small and shy on my back
  • He says his name is jason
  • He lives in the last trailer on the right
  • And hell be seven
  • On the fourth of july
  • Only the people who live here
  • Know the name of this place
  • My path through iowa would be
  • Hard to trace
  • All the adults in this town
  • Try not to frown
  • When I walk by
  • But jason smiled at me
  • He met my eye
  • He dont ask me
  • Where Im from
  • Or why I came
  • Here alone
  • We all go looking for paradise
  • Then we go back home
  • We cut out the small talk
  • Go right to the way things are
  • He showed me his squirrel skull
  • I told him I locked myself out of my car
  • So there goes the only friend
  • I have in iowa
  • His hand flapping behind him
  • Waving good-bye
  • His name is jason
  • He lives in the last trailer on the right
  • And hell be seven
  • On the fourth of july

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