On a bus ride into town, I wondered out loud, "Why am I going to town?"
As I looked around at the billboards and the stores I thought, "Why do I look around?"
And I kissed the filthy ground... the first dry spot I found...
I didn't have to wonder why I was laying down. (Aaron Weiss)

On a bus ride into town, I wondered out loud, "Why am I going to town?" As I looked around at the billboards and the stores I thought, "Why do I look around?" And I kissed the filthy ground... the first dry spot I found... I didn't have to wonder why I was laying down.

Aaron Weiss

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