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Barefoot Gold

from Landlords Dance by David F. Bello

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Gambling machines at KMart, and a hopped-up kid says the F-word all night, like a baby farts. I can tell by the look on your face that you're going to hell with your barefoot gold, your nightgown, with twinkles in your eyes and a broom in your hand. This really is the better life. There's a chandelier and a buzz-in door with stinky eyes and a buzzard lip, Kanye West convenience store. I can tell where you're coming from, but the loops and the wings and the chicken-fried potatoes set me up with a haggled rise of the tips and the tip. You gave the waitress a five. I can see where you're coming from with your fucked up eggs and a plastic guitar.

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from Landlords Dance, released April 20, 2011

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David F. Bello Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

I sing for The World is a Beautiful Place & I Am No Longer Afraid to Die. This is my solo project.

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