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Cigarettes and a of beer
This poem I for you
This black stone and these hard
Are all got left now of you
I you in your Marine uniform laughing
that you're shipping out probably
I read Robert McNamara he's sorry

You and your boots and black
Ah Billy you so bad
Ya, you and your and roll band
Was the best this shit town ever had
Now the man who put you
He feeds his family in rich dining
And apology and forgiveness have no here at all
At the

I'm sorry I missed you year
I couldn't find no one to me
If your eyes could cut through black stone
me would they recognize me?
For the living, must be served
goes on
Cigarettes and a of beer
on black stone

High pictures, paper flowers
Ribbon, red as the
Ya, as the you spilled
In the Highlands mud
Now the rush down Pennsylvania Boulevard
As the rain
And apology and forgiveness have no here at all