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Jason Sinkhorn - Trash On Your Street / The Air Was Different in 93 Lyrics



Jason Sinkhorn - Trash On Your Street / The Air Was Different in 93 Lyrics
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When I was a kid in this town with a dirty face
You let me cuss and stomp around the square like I owned the place
It's cute until you grow up and the dirt sets in
Then they'll let you freeze on a side street where you've really always been
And I had a voice so loud it was the evening bell
Oh it was the midnight train
It was the air raid wail
A voice like that that no one heard
The final curse
If it even was a word
I know you're in there
Probably sitting down to eat
Draw your blinds, turn your necks
Don't you stick them out for the trash On your street
I can hear every prayer on every tongue
The angel in the streetlight says my song will still be sung
I'm every midnight now thar ever will or was
I'm the square, I'm the lightning, I'm the bugs and I
I know you're in there
Probably sitting down to eat
Draw your blinds, turn your necks
Don't you stick them out for the trash
On your street
I know you're in there
Probably laying down to sleep
Come out and face me like the man I was
I'm the trash on your street
It's a little quiet now
(This was what the air sounded like in 1993)
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When I was a kid in this town with a dirty face
You let me cuss and stomp around the square like I owned the place
It's cute until you grow up and the dirt sets in
Then they'll let you freeze on a side street where you've really always been
And I had a voice so loud it was the evening bell
Oh it was the midnight train
It was the air raid wail
A voice like that that no one heard
The final curse
If it even was a word
I know you're in there
Probably sitting down to eat
Draw your blinds, turn your necks
Don't you stick them out for the trash On your street
I can hear every prayer on every tongue
The angel in the streetlight says my song will still be sung
I'm every midnight now thar ever will or was
I'm the square, I'm the lightning, I'm the bugs and I
I know you're in there
Probably sitting down to eat
Draw your blinds, turn your necks
Don't you stick them out for the trash
On your street
I know you're in there
Probably laying down to sleep
Come out and face me like the man I was
I'm the trash on your street
It's a little quiet now
(This was what the air sounded like in 1993)
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Performed By: Jason Sinkhorn
Language: English
Length: 5:22
Written by: Jason Sinkhorn
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