Can't afford to be late
God's will take my son
Boy we must get going
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Two and three-fourths inches
Underneath my height
If only it were this far
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Behind this car
We must push to go downhill
We've rosaries of decades
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Three more inch, just keep between the ditches
Two more inch, just keep between the ditches
One more inch, just keep between the ditches
Signs are riddled with shapes
That I learned as a child
Chalkboards, meet my gun's chalk
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Swerve to avoid a groundhog
Lumbering in the road
Buddha-a**ed soft monster
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We stall in the ditch
Brambles, thorns and groundhog holes
[?] been lazy
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Three more inch, just keep between the ditches
Two more inch, just keep between the ditches
One more inch, just keep between the ditches
He collects the spent shells
From our stalled car's floor
And others as we walk home
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All our chairs that wobble
He flips, co*ks his arm
My gun's bu*t is his hammer
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He leaves home to fix
And then retrieve the car
Saying he will never swerve
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