Kids grow up and they have kids
Provide a living off the land for them
And my black lungs they won't cave in
Until after
I've done right and I'm good with god again
Work your fingers to the bone
Before you know it, they'll be all grown up, moved out and you'll be all alone
And my cold heart will still exist
Until after
I've done right and I'm good with god again
They'll feed on my love
And separate us for the first time
The first time if we don't
Anytime, anyplace
Until after
Anytime, anyplace
Anytime, anyplace
Until after
Anytime, anyplace
So before you grow up and you have those kids
Be sure that you provide, a living off the land for them
Because my black lungs they won't cave in
Until after
I've grown tired of chasing my dreams again
They'll feed on my love
And separate us for the first time
The first time if we don't
Anytime, anyplace
Until after
Anytime, anyplace
Until after
Anytime, anyplace
Until after
Anytime, anyplace
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