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Rollin' With Icarus
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Hamell On Trial
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So it was me, Bobby, Loogie, and Joe Sittin' at the bar, Bobby says go As per usual, I'm way too high When I get this high as per usual I rarely ask why Get in the car, too f*cked to steer Get in the rear, crack a beer Loogie drives, Bobby navigator Hit the west side, all accelerator A convenience store, we park fast Bobby's got a sawed-off, puts on a mask Runs in the store, I pop a couple percs You hang with Bobby, you know how that shit works Everybody's tweakin', luckily no shots Bobby exits, luckily no cops Sirens on our tail, they start to fade We shot at the cameras, we coulda got made Bobby's got the bag, countin' bills I got the jitters so I popped some more pills Bobby's countin', says 3 grand Signals to the right with a gesture of his hand Hit the turnpike, headin' east 3,000 clams headin' for a feast Where we're going is anybody's guess I hear a strange voice, it's the GPS App on the phone says "exit 33" Bobby screams "A not B" Hit the curb, bounce and skid In front of St. Augie's, the hospital for kids We go around the back, we park See the rear door hidden in the dark He makes a call, the door turns light Bobby was talkin' to that cat Manuel last night We exit the car, walk down the hall The hospital smell so high I fall Invisible to nurses, it's like we're gone We hit the elevator thinkin' "What's going on?" A little girl hooked up to machines Bobby starin' with a look I never seen Puts the cash on the bed, pulls up a chair I hear the name Claire as he's saying prayers Gives Manny a hug, leaves the money on the bed You know I caught that shit, I popped more meds We're drifting now, quiet in the night GPS says "2 tenths, make a right" Now we're at the crackhouse, Woodbine & 4th He's got the gun, heading for the door We file from the car, nothing but gloom Look into the window, Bobby's in some room Fires two shots, a man goes down Bobby's all steel, "That's for Claire, you f*ckin' clown" Like time more pills back in the car GPS gets us back to the bar No questions now, Bobby's moody when he's stinkin' Back at the Apocalypse we get back to drinkin' I go to the jukebox, play a Nick Cave tune Shit sounds real when you're high as the moon Roll with Icarus, man Gettin' close I guess
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