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all through uncle sam's yard they grew thick and then they grew arms the stock piles the kitchen tiles that we swept where we spent our lives down to the dime to the last of our minds we put down everything the lake drew blood pools where we swam and caught summer colds the floods came we gave in to the threat when we placed our bets down to the dime to the last of our minds we put down everything the world grew on the shrunken tools that we built but we couldn't fix the stock crash or the kitchen trash that we ate the spice of our lives down to the dime to the last of our minds we put down everything that wasn't damaged by smoke everyone listened whenever we spoke now everything is how everyone thought that it could be From Letras Mania