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I tell you about my hometown
It's a dusty old in the South Puget Sound
Well, the factories churn and the timbers all cut
And life by slow in Tacoma

People they laugh when they hear you're from my
They say a sour and used up old place
I defended its honor, off the putdowns
You know you're poor from Tacoma

The buildings are empty ghettos or ghostowns
It gives me a chill to what was inside
I can't seem to fathom the of my history
I my own in Tacoma

There was nothing to put me in love with the life
I'm in league with the the gangs and the and the crime
There was no hollow that life would reward you
There was to hide in Tacoma

People who built it, they loved it I do
There was hope in the yards that something inspired
Once was I on it but it's been shut
I passion for life in Tacoma

Well, I don't it home much, I sadly neglect you
But that's how you like it away from the
God California, make way for the Wal-Mart
I they don't find you Tacoma