Tilt - Palm Tree (In West Oakland) lyrics

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Liquor store liqour store

One on every corner

Checks cashed any kind

No I.D.

Liquor store liquor store

One on every corner

Malt liquor cigarettes

Lottery

The car is running

And kicking out fumes

You've disappeared inside

To buy the daily quota

I'm fending for myself

To a popular tune

Digging in the ashtray

Hoping for a quarter

Mile on mile of transient hotels

Unattended children with nowhere to play

Anger rips down Pine Street

In the form of a black Chevelle

But the Baptists keep singin' away

One lone Palm tree is rising up above

Its glamour & dignity are so out of place

An ancient pick-up truck is looking for a shove

The congregation sings "Amazing Grace"