Over The Wall II

Wheres the woman I call my wife?
Waiting for me to resume my life?
Guarding her ass with a kitchen knife?
Or screwing the janitor
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Where is the friend in the photograph
Tender amigo who made me laugh
Splitting the **** with me, half and half
Is he taking good care of it?
Or stealing my share of it
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So I sit on my coat and my memory whirls
As I think of the boys dressing up like girls
Wearing too much mascara and phony pearls
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Where are the children who bear my name?
Making a circle to play a game?
Do they say to the neighbors Im not to blame?
Or spit at the thought of me
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So I wait in my cell feeling half alive
Sharing food with a rat, maybe four or five
While the rats with the power can all survive
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