Palm Tree (in West Oakland) 가사

Liquor store, liquor store one on every corner, checks cashed any time NO I.D. Liquor store, liquor store, malt liquor cigarettes lottery. The car is running and kicking out funes, you've disappeared inside to buy the daily quota, I'm fending for myself to a popular tune, digging in the ashtray, hoping for a quarter. Mile on mile of transient hotels, unattended children with nowhere to play, anger rips down pine street in the form of a black chevelle, but the baptists keep singin' away. One lone palm tree is rising above it's glamour and dignity are so out of place an ancient pick up truck is looking for a shove, the congregation sings, amazing grace!