(Link: Chips Down In No Landfill)
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Something around me tells me
That there’s more to this prize than the diamonds shown me
Waitin on a paycheck but isn’t every day the payment
Well I think so, I think so
Imprisoned men & women can be reformed, if they are around human beings
That don’t treat them like, don’t treat them like a disposable part of the dream
My questions, my answer
My pension, my cancer
My title, my trophy
My theories & market-based strategies
My schedule, my time piece,
My competition & salary
My outdated, overprized vague ID
I sold my radio
Hawked my television
I sold my radio
I threw my silicon chips down
In no landfill &
Just walked away
So that I could heal
So that I could heal
Threw my silicon chips down
Why have we gathered around this here table?
Does anybody know?
We’ve been waiting a long time
What kind of customer service do you expect from a Harlot Host?
My questions, my answer
My pension, my cancer
My title, my trophy
My theories & market-based strategies
My schedule, my time piece, my true independence
The salary, my trust fund
Remote controls my memory
I sold my radio
Hawked my television
I sold my radio
I sold it all, I gave it all away, I did
I gave it all away, I did it
I gave it all away..........
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This is heavy stuff - my favorite cut from Cody Chesnutt's latest CD, Landing On A Hundred ,
which I thoroughly enjoyed Also check out the video below of the song Everybody's Brother taken from the same album....
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