"Home Remedy" genre: Garage
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	My Brother Zebulon said it best, "We're all gonna die, sooner or later..." Once you climb outside the morbid slant, it's not so hopeless a perspective.
	CD: The Suburb E.P.   Label: Fat Guy Rock Credits: Dan Cray
	Lyrics It's a long walk home, and your feet and your head are already sore. And the telephone is ringing back home by your bed. So you figure you'll make the most of each painfull step. It's allright, you've got your own remedies, ashtrays full of burned out memories, And things you wish you'd said turning cartwheels round your head. And it's all night cause it's all that you know, Always to drunk to drive, Too dumb to let go of the voices in your head as they lay you down to rest. on the floor by your word, with a coat for a quilt. in the ashes you dropped and the liquor you spilt. and the voices in your head choose to ignore you. It sounds insane but it feels so right. Your incremental suicide is all that keeps you alive.

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