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I
was
talking
to
a
homeless
drunk
about
religion
He
said
"It's
all
I
got,
but
it
ain't
much
'Cause
the
way
I
feel
these
days,
I'd
rather
have
a
gun
than
a
crutch"
Well,
that
makes
sense
to
me
It
makes
sense
to
me,
I
must
confess
That
makes
sense
to
me
It
makes
sense
to
me,
I
must
confess
Listen
to
a
little
girl,
she
was
a
runaway.
She
said
"My
daddy
treated
me
like
a
slave.
Soiled
me
in
my
momma
bed
when
I
was
just
15.
That's
why
I
had
to
lay
him
in
his
grave!"
Well,
that
makes
sense
to
me
It
makes
sense
to
me,
I
must
confess
That
makes
sense
to
me
It
makes
sense
to
me,
I
must
confess
Talking
to
a
black
man
from
Atlanta.
He
said
"The
time
has
come
to
take
what's
mine.
And
if
I
must
bust
a
few
heads
to
achieve
justice,
My
righteous
cause
will
well
explain
the
crime!"
Well,
that
makes
sense
to
me
It
makes
sense
to
me,
I
must
confess
That
makes
sense
to
me
It
makes
sense
to
me,
I
must
confess
Well,
that
makes
sense
to
me
It
makes
sense
to
me,
I
must
confess
That
makes
sense
to
me
It
makes
sense
to
me,
I
must
confess
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