| Jagged jigsaw pieces
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| Tossed about the room
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| I saw my grandma sweeping
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| With her old straw broom
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| But she didn’t know what she was doing
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| She could hardly understand
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| That she was really sweeping up
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| Pieces of a man
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| I saw my daddy meet the mailman
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| And I heard the mailman say
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| «Now don’t you take this letter to heart now, Jimmy
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| Cause they’ve laid off nine others today»
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| But he didn’t know what he was saying
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| He could hardly understand
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| That he was only talking to
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| Pieces of a man
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| I saw the thunder and heard the lightning
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| And felt the burden of his shame
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| And for some unknown reason
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| He never turned my way
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| Pieces of that letter
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| Were tossed about that room
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| And now I hear the sound of sirens
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| Come knifing through the gloom
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| But they don’t know what they are doing
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| They could hardly understand
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| That they’re only arresting
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| Pieces of a man
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| I saw him go to pieces
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| I saw him go to pieces
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| He was always such a good man
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| He was always such a strong, strong man
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| Yeah, I saw him go to pieces
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| I saw him go to pieces |