Standing on hallowed ground, standing on hallowed ground All folks like to stand here And they're not even from this town When I make myself some money And my path in life is found I'm taking off to find my hallowed ground
Well, I'm drinking in the graveyard And I'm roving through the park Dreaming through the daytime And just waiting for the dark Cause that's when I can see them Pouring out the Cutty Sark Stamping their bony feet to leave their mark
Stamping on hallowed ground, stamping on hallowed ground All folks like to stamp here And they're not even from this town When I make myself some money And my path in life is found I'm taking off to find my hallowed ground
Well, they hung them from the windows And they burnt them at the stake All their misdemeanors But they may have made mistakes So keep your cauldrons quiet And keep your neck in brace You're lucky to be living in this place
Living on hallowed ground, living on hallowed ground All types like to live here And they're not even from this town When I make myself some money And my path in life is found I'm taking off to find my hallowed ground
Well, the pyres are all ashes And the water's running clear The screaming of repentance Is too distant now to hear So I'll row my boat like Flora And I'll ride like Paul Revere I'm going to get the fuck away from here
Get the fuck away from hallowed ground, get away from hallowed ground People, get away here Well, I'm trying to get out of this town When I make myself some money And my path in life is found Well, I'm taking off to find my hallowed ground
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