Sister Strongman - It's a shame (to mow the flowers)

What if it's my job
What if I do no wrong
What if I do no right
What if I do know right
What if I catch the feeling
Of a blade to my throat in the start of the night
The outskirts silent
And the neighborhoods violent
And the brick and mortar decay
When I say
Can you just mow around them
Can you mow around the white ones
Can you let the patch grow now
Can you hear me out when I say
Give it to the weekend, see how it seems then
Burning it down and killing the policemen
Give it till' the weekend
See how it feels then
Burn it all down and murder the policemen

Written by:
Austin Bergstrom

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