| My Life as a Broke-Ass Conor Oberst |
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| Staring at the flames of a house-fire as I drive past |
| I don’t stop to help |
| But God I wish I could be livin' there |
| Back in the yard and sprinklers, God my lawn looks green |
| So fucking green |
| God my grass looks… |
| And what would be wrong |
| If everyone who thought there was a problem were gone? |
| We could fix it all |
| Our heads in plastic bags |
