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Feel like a immigrant, baby, with the law on his heels

Ain’t got no papers for the way I feel

The man hunts you down, the world bleeds you dry

Hangnail moon scraping ‘cross a sheet-metal sky

Heart bouncing like a tin can inside my chest

Pocket watch hanging from a black leather vest

Hands stopped moving 30 years ago

I still know when it’s time to go

You can declare yourself in a bus station stall

Carve your name with a knife in the paint on the wall

Run the blade thru the guts of an old dog guitar

They’re drinking up your blood in the butcher’s bar

Monotone electric, the swarm of the traffic

Holy souls all out among the plastic

Jumping for the money, the fat and the chrome—

Jesus watched from the window of the old folks' home

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