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Lyrics

Pothole Prison Blues Tom Clawson©2014 ASCAP

Well I wake up every mornin’ prayin’ things have changed
Feels like I’m livin’ in a video game
Several cups of coffee yeah down the road I go
Leave an hour early just to navigate them holes
Oh no this city it don’t discriminate
We all share the same old dreadful fate
I zig and zag so much gonna’ think I’m drunk
As the parts fall off my car I toss em’ in the trunk
Oh Lord I just want to keep on livin’
But I can’t escape this pothole prison
With all the money the taxman’s gettin’ Lord
Why can’t I escape this pothole prison
Why can’t I escape this pothole prison
Now if I’m lucky might make it home tonight
I swerve to the left lord I jerk it to the right
When out of nowhere a black hole appeared
I slammed on the breaks and took one in the rear
Oh no this city it don’t discriminate
We all share the same old dreadful fate
Shame on me for tryin’ to stay in my own lane
I called triple AAA and they sent me out a crane
Oh Lord I just want to keep on livin’
But I can’t escape this pothole prison
With all the money the taxman’s gettin’ Lord
Why can’t I escape this pothole prison?
Why can’t I escape
Please help me escape lord
Why can’t I escape this pothole prison