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Prison Bars

from Roots in Gasoline by Scouts Honor

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I was resentful of this city and all that kept me here. They said, "You can't be nobody around cornfields, boy, so get away from there." Well, I've been to bigger cities. I've breathed that diry air. But, I keep coming back to cornfields and engines. You can't be denying where you call home. I could not believe the stars at midnight and the view from my front step, the simple things that I took for granted in all those years that I wished I'd left. A people living slow and steady don't get too upset until the economy slows down and the road you go down might be the only thing you've got left to call home. You might think that you'd be dying alone, but you'd be wrong. We don't sing solo songs, so sing along. I grew up in prison. I grew up in jail. Cornstalk prison bars have served me well.

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from Roots in Gasoline, released March 15, 2005

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SCOUTS HONOR were a rock'n'roll explosion based out of Peoria, IL and later out of Chicago, IL. In their 7 years as a band, they played over 400 shows.

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