Chickahominy

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[Intro]
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[Verse]
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We took knife-hits in the kitchen they dealt drugs out by the stairs and there were
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empty rooms the devil looms and tries to keep you there
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Talked hours about nothin in the corner by himself with the
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rifle and a bible screamin, "Nobody helps" Tell me

[Bridge]
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why, chicka-hominy

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[Verse]
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I saw crosses on the road side, just as far as I can see and they were
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crooked hanging carpenters pumpin electricity
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No one stopped to take em down, they all let him do his job cause he kept
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lights on in the houses and brought sinners back to God Tell me

[Chorus]
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why should I believe you when I've been makin it along this road just fine? Tell me
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why should I believe you when all I see along these roads are powerlines?

[Bridge]
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[Verse]
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Starin at the sunlight won't bring him back to life Send a
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letter to his mother, he had children and a wife
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But to hordes of rats and roaches and the homes that held us all he'll
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remember us tomorrow from the hymns that haunt these halls.Tell me

[Bridge]
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why, chicka-hominy

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[Verse]
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He's a liar in the morning with a firey forked tongue he'd
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mistaken truth for virtue and then blamed it on his son I was
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held up on the highway by a crooked farmer's wife who learned
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to shoot from her husband and then started her own life Tell me

[Chorus]
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why should I believe you when I've been makin it along this road just fine? Tell me
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why should I believe you when all I see along these roads are powerlines?

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Tell me why                  oooh
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Tell me why

[Outro]
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