Rotten Potatoes

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leeny jones

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The knives are dull in my kitchen drawer
Potatoes rotting on the creaky floor
So I take my stone and I take each knife
I sharpen their blades through the dead of night
I'm feeling restless so I grab my hat
As I walk out the door I see my baseball bat
I stop for a second just to clear my head
If I go walking alone I may wind up dead
Morning draw the blinds to keep out the light
The fruit in the bowl's looking awful ripe
There's a rumbling in the mountains and the streets below
As I walk out of the door I know where to go
Drive down that road that I know so well
Each twist and turn takes me back to hell
Each bush and tree look different somehow
As I turn round the corner there's no turning back now
The key is hiding right where I thought
Tucked away under a flower pot
It never was a clever place to hide
I think to myself as I slip inside
I take my time as I lay it down
Singing to myself cause he's not around
I find a spot right near the door
And I wait for that hand to hit quarter to four
As I look around at this house of stone
I'm sure of this feeling deep in my bones
And i'm certain that unlike many other men
This one will never hurt a woman again

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