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Bad Choices

I start my day with a rum and coke,
A sticky bun and a spliff to smoke,
I got my job as a checkout clerk,
I crashed my car on the way to work.
I asked my boss if he’d take me back,
If I cleaned out his storage shack,
His wife walked up, and I didn’t run,
And now she’s pregnant with my son.

Bad choices, bad choices,
I know I got no defense, but it’s all making sense to me, now.

I was talking with my best friend,
How we could be rich for all we spend,
On low grade coke and ecstasy,
The money should come easily.
We had a friend down in Ecuador,
We booked a flight to make the score,
Got a shotgun barrel pointed at me,
And I’m tied to a chair in Tennessee.

Bad choices, bad choices,
I know I got no defense, but it’s all making sense to me, now.

I’m just tryin’ to live my life,
But my mama says I ain’t thinking right,
Gonna show the world how good I am,
Once I make it back on top, again.

I walked into the bottle shop,
Pushed my way past the rent-a-cop,
But five to ten’s too long to serve,
For twenty dollars in the register.
I turned to run, and he gave chase,
I got the billy club across my face,
Now, I’m sitting here in the city jail,
I guess some plans are bound to fail.

Bad choices, bad choices,
I know I got no defense, but it’s all making sense to me, now.

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from :​:​Isolation Sessions​:​: Volume I, released April 19, 2021
(Carley Baer, James Hall, Jim Schwall)

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