Vincent Thomas Blues

When I go back home
They say, "David, why did you leave?"
When I go back home
They say, "David, why did you leave?"
I say, "Because the world is bigger
Than I was brought to believe"
I once was a troubled
And angry kind of child
I once was a troubled
And angry kind of child
I thought I'd leave my home
And leave my troubles behind
Sometimes I exist
And sometimes I disappear
Sometimes I exist
Sometimes I disappear
In the town of San Pedro
With K.D.M. in my ear
I see the clouds arising
Over the Vincent Thomas Bridge
I see the clouds arising
Over the Vincent Thomas Bridge
Well, I spent all my dough
But I've got cold beer in my fridge
Well, I never had a pistol
I never had a knife
I never had a pistol
I never had a knife
But I've got a killer woman
And I trust her with my life
Well, I never had a pistol
I never had a knife
Man, I never had a pistol
I never had a knife
But I have a killer woman
And I trust her with my life
And in the evening
When you're bound to make a choice
See, in the evening
When you're bound to make a choice
You hear the soothing sound of an angel
Or you hear the devil's voice
You hear the soothing sound of an angel
Or you hear the devil's voice
You hear the soothing sound of an angel
Or you hear the devil's voice
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