The Daily War

Enlist in the Daily War Lock your door! The enemy wears no uniform May be the boy next door [did ya' lock it?] He may hug you 'hello' as he picks your pocket Driving on downtown a tire iron on the floor got to be ready in this war At a stop light someone's tuggin' on the passenger door [ ya' did lock it?] drove off so fast like to tore his arm from the socket This neighborhood is bad wanna tell ya' what happened to the best friend I ever had As he was reaching for the sky he and the guy who was robbing him was shot and killed in a drive by © Faye Sizemore 1/3/2003

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