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Pale White Punk
I keep my act together, my mouth shut when I drink.
My eyes and ears are open, I don’t talk before I think.
I keep my glow from flaming, my feet below my knees.
My ghosts locked in the closet and my shirts pressed up and clean.
I’m a pale, white punk. I’m an uptight drunk
and my daddy was to.
I keep my home a haven, a proper sinner nest.
I’m bad but I’m behaving close behind the second best.
I’m a pale, white punk. I’m an uptight drunk
and my daddy was to.
