Tom: D
Intro - D
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If you're headin' down the highway, down about route ten
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Get off on the last exit and take it around the bend
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You'll find a small town
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But don't go hangin' around
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'Cos hate lives in a small town
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'Least that's what I have found
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The moms are in the kitchens, and they're baking pies
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They smell so good, they're made to cover up the smell of lies
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They're in a small town
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But pies don't cure all ills
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And hate lives in a small town
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That's why those moms take pills
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Well, I went to the big city
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And everyone was wearing black
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If they saw that in my home town
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They wouldn't stand for that
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I saw kids all covered in tattoos
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With Mohawks and purple hair
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But what really struck me
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Was no one seemed to care
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The Knights they beat the Badgers when they played down in a square
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But they saved the biggest beating for a kid with longish hair
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They're in a small town
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That kid was me one year
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'Cos hate lives in a small town
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More so if you seem queer
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The pastors in the pulpit, preachin' righteous lies
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And the congregation, they don't know he slept with all their wives
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They're in a small town
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And it's clear clear to see
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That hate lives in a small town
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As does adultery
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Well, I went to the big city
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With my clothes in a pack
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When I got off at the station
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There was no turning back
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I met freaks and creeps and weirdos
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Loose women and some geeks
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And they were the nicest gosh darn people
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I'd ever hope to meet
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When you roll into a small town, they're nice as they can be
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But at night they put on sheets and hang your sad ass from a tree
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They're in a small town
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Don't dare be different
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'Cos hate lives in a small town
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Unless you're just like them
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So if you're livin' in a small town and you feel you're in a vice
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Buy yourself a ticket, kid, hell, just take my advice
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And leave the small town
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Be quick as you can be
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Get out of that small town
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And you'll be free like me
