The Flammable MammalsLow Rent High Rise Blues
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Finnegans Wake Book 1 Chapter 4
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blues rock tune with a horn section

all vocals and instruments by Glenn Lepine

Another song I wrote while living in the Bay Area of California. Life in cheap high rise apartment building on the bad side of town..walls so thin you can hear the guy next door scrathin his head
When I look out my window
it's such a scenic sight
there's a brick wall to the left
and a brick wall to the right
I'm stuck here livin
in this concrete cocoon
the neighbors blast their music
and I hate every tune

got the low rent high rise blues
low rent high rise blues

can't go outside
after the sun go down
cause the dealers and the muggers
they've taken over the town
there's an all night grocery
if you're feelin brave
but every bum in town is
down there beggin for spare change

got the low rent high rise blues
low rent high rise blues

There's someone in the dumpster
out behind my pace
he's diggin for food or cans
I can't tell which is the case
The sound of the gunshots
is ringing through the night
followed by the sirens
and the flashin red lights

got the low rent high rise blues
low rent high rise blues
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Finnegans Wake Book 1 Chapter 4
self and was to the middlewhite fair in Mudford of a Thoorsday, feishts of Peeler and Pole, under the illassumed names of Tykingfest and Rabworc picked by him and Anthony out of a tellafun book, ellegedly with a pedigree pig (unlicensed) and a hyacinth. They were on that sea by the plain of Ir nine hundred and ninetynine years and they never cried crack or ceased from regular paddlewicking till that they landed their two and a trifling selves, amadst camel and ass, greybeard and suckling, priest and pauper, matrmatron and merrymeg, into the meddle of the mudstorm. The gathering, convened by the Irish Angri- cultural and Prepostoral Ouraganisations, to help the Irish muck to look his brother dane in the face and attended thanks to Larry by large numbers, of christies and jew's totems, tospite of the deluge, was distinctly of a scattery kind when the bally- bricken he could get no good of, after cockofthewalking through a few fancyfought mains ate some of the doorweg, the pikey later selling the gentleman ratepayer because she, Francie's sister, that is to say, ate a whole side of his (the animal's) sty, on a struggle Street, Qui Sta Troia, in order to pay off, hiss or lick, six doubloons fifteen arrears of his, the villain's not the rumbler's rent.


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