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Firmly Rooted, Slightly Tooted

by Techtronic

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Verse 1: Well one day I lost my towel at sea And I knew that it was not for me So I set off home, and there I've grown Old in my age but I'm still on my throne The city it was built around me And these days it seems it's full of theives They take what they want, but they don't give back And that's why things have gone off track A swag bag on their shoulder sags Full of loot, and now the banker's mad They'll get quick rich, but then get stitched This god darn life is a son-of-a-bitch We write these tunes to lighten the mood Like in the saloon with lots of food Cards in our hands, we're making plans To get a flush and win a grand Bridge: Won a grand, in my pocket And I don't wanna stop it Gonna stock lock and clock it Yeah the grand in my pocket Won a grand, in my pocket And I don't wanna stop it Gonna stock lock and clock it Yeah the grand in my pocket Verse 2: We win big when we win these days When we play, we play our greatest plays We're firmly rooted in our town of dust And our horseback lifestyle is a must We wonder 'round these barren plains Grabbing on our horses reins The enemy they are not near But we know we must watch our rear We wonder through the sand and dust The mountain tops we do not trust They could be up there looking down With bows and arrows to take our town We lose a lot when we lose these days Our livestock and our banks they pay We're firmly rooted in our town of dust And our horseback lifestyle is a must We wonder 'round these barren plains Grabbing on our horses reins The enemy they are not near But we know we must watch our rear We wonder through the sand and dust The mountain tops we do not trust They could be up there looking down With bows and arrows to take our town Verse 3: Well one day they took my horse from me And replaced it with an iron steed It chugs along to our merry song And our legacy it will live on The city it was built around me There's steam powered machines all over the streets They take what they want, but they don't give back But it seems things will just stay on track A swag bag on their shoulder sags Full of loot, and now the owner's mad They'll get quick rich, but then get stitched This god darn life is a son-of-a-bitch We write these tunes to lighten the mood Like in the barroom with lots of food Cards in our hands, we're making plans To get a flush and win 10 grand
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released October 12, 2022

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