Fozzy and the Fairies - Slums of My Mind (Live Acoustic)

The troubles of the morning
Collecting my dimes
Bottles and tin cans
These old friends of mine
I'm living on empties
And filling on rinds
But I can't go downtown
The slums of my mind

I'm free in the evening
To sleep in the park
I've got some new wheels on
An old shopping cart
And Ruby's a-swinging
From stars up on high
But I can't go downtown
The slums of my mind

A dirty old preacher
Who sold me my soul
He dug me a garden
And filled it with holes
I slept in the shelter
And drank from his wine
Left me here singing
The slums of my mind

Well Ruby's are singing
A song in the dark
And I'm just here dreaming
Of holding her heart
She told me she loved me
It's been such a long time
But I can't go downtown
The slums of my mind

Written by:
Joshua Fox

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