BUMS AND BOYHOODS
I blew up the cyclotron in Edgefield
Manor. I re-jiggered the timing board
at St. Louis Hall. I've been on the run
in my Cadillac most ever since. I keep
it going : oil changes, tires, even had
an engine rebuild in Purdie, Oklahoma
one time when the oil pressure went bad.
The old girl keeps running.
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Town to town and place to place; and I
know every inch of most interstates. The
cops don't know me (though I don't know
why) - I'm getting old and so is all this,
but I know I must try. To keep it all going.
I'm on the lam. A fugitive like me, stayin'
out of the slam.
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