Seemed Like Word Got Around

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Out exchanging pleasantries in a railroad thunder morning

The air too thick to get a word in

A shoot 'em up again last night a banker told a watchmen

As the city takes to rising to it's opportunities

A gold rush and a slave ship walk together down the main

Strip handing literature to the blind rats

That gather for a meal

But the postmen don't work for free

At least that's what they claim to be

A messenger is a messenger no matter if they shoot or run

Oh you can't be the last one to know

It seemed like word got around

But you can't deny the sound

The grand parental moral debt protects it's own against

All threats to liberty security

And words of certain kinds

But the matchmakers are praised for their omnipotent ancient ways

Of pointing out the rainbows

Oh just after the storm

Oh you can't be the last one to know

It seemed like word got around

But you can't deny the sound

It's hard to pronounce sorrow in the face of men of

Constant borrowed loyalty to language as if tattooed on their arms

Like a curbside gutter drain

Oh a sentence can't catch everything

And American commandments are weathering on the stone

Oh you can't be the last one to know

It seemed like word got around

But you can't deny the sound