Lynyrd Skynyrd

(r. hall, e. king, g. rossington)
I snuck around the corner he had this guy down
I through the first punch thats when he hit the ground
To survive in the street you gotta win the first round
cause if you want eat you gotta be the baddest one around
Im a backstreet crawler
Daddy paid for college I earned a degree
Got a job up on wall street
Where I learned to make the little man bleed
Thats when I got stomped like a cattle stampede
Had a nervous breakdown all my friends and family left me
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