My Town

Aaaahh yea.. I got the tunes in my pocket In an old ass walkman Walk to the beach with a bottle of black and tan Keys in the velcro where it always should be Time's tickin by but it doesn't concern me I'm killin time with nothin to do yea It's all I seem to think about or do My soul is sound when I'm in my hometown yea and no place I'd rather be (chorus) My town, my street gives me piece of mind that can't be beat yea My town, my street gives me piece of mind that can't be beat gives me piece of mind that can't be beat Well I can sleep all night to the sound of the ocean Wake up in the mornin and I do it all again 7 days a week I pay no attention I spend a lot of time with my record collection I'm killin time with nothin to do yea It's all I seem to think about or do my soul is sound when I'm in my hometown yea and no place I'd rather be (chorus) I hear the sound of a skateboard rollin down my backstreet Raggae music comin from the neighbor across from me As time ticks by, as time ticks by I never stop to ask and never wonder why As time ticks by, as time ticks by I never stop to ask and never wonder why My soul is sound when I'm in my hometown yea No place I'd rather be (chorus)x2 Yea...

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