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There was a red brick road where I grew up on And a pretty stone wall round a fragrant lawn Fish in the pond that sparkled in the dawn But it ain’t no more it’s all gone gone gone Whoa! Ram it! Cram it! Grand Slam it! Break up the concrete, Break up the concrete Prod it! Sod it! Metal Rod it! Break up the concrete, Thwak it! Crack it! Lineback it! Break up the concrete, Shake it! Bake it! Earthquake it! Break up the concrete And the depot over there right next to the tracks That the slaves put down, while breaking their backs But those texas* zoo no would ever get into a carriage Or anything that might lead to an interracial marriage (*the uppermost deck of an inland or western river steamer) Whoa! Ram it! Cram it! Grand Slam it!! Break up the concrete Prod it! Sod it! Metal Rod it! Break up the concrete Thwak it! Crack it! Lineback it! Break up the concrete Shake it! Bake it! Earthquake it! Break up the concrete Now don’t tell me its progress cause that’s just a lie And don’t even try to come with an excuse why! We we’re so busy worrying about them dropping the bomb We didn’t notice where our enemy was really coming from! Hey boys c’mon let’s do it! Ram it! Cram it! Grand Slam it!! Break up the concrete, Prod it! Sod it! Metal Rod it! Break up the concrete Shake it! Bake it! Earthquake it! Break up the concrete Ram it! Slam it! Just cram it! One more time! Break up the concrete Break up the concrete Now he who laid it, come back here and raid it! |
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