Oh, I remember the day that my neighbor's house burned down,
The fire roared through the night, but was drowned by the sound of the crowd,
And as the walls fell to the ground, to sleep in the new bed that they found,
The firemen took a bow and thanked the crowd for coming out,
Our encore can be seen, on 32nd street,

I was on the front porch when you saved me from choking on a piece of my pride,
You said boy where's your luck, boy where's your charm, boy where's your pimped out ride,
You got a pimped out ride,

Then she said distinguish the beauty, and cherish the charm,
Don't be the woman in the tattoo on your grandfather's arm,
Just be the hope that we hope for, the light that we seek,
The gift that we give, the gift that we keep,

A preacher once told me that you'll never be,
The celebrity that you wanted to be,
And so the gavel fell,
And there I stood,
With my first, first class, class A felony,

He said JD you'll never get your wish,
You'll probably die young,
You'll probably enlist,
You'll probably live here forever,
You'll probably never see the south,
But I've got one year left to figure it out and give it hell,
And give it hell,

But how do you expect me to cry,
When you say that you're fine all the time,
And how do you expect me to know,
When you say that it's time to go,
And how do you expect me to breath,
When you say that this love's all you need,
And how do you expect me to run,
When you that we're done,
You say that we're done.

Lyrics submitted by MemorialForADove

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