Leg Up Lyrics - Louden Swain

There's a crowd 

When I reach the lot 

And I think somebody 

Finally tipped the cops 

The fires are burning 

Somebody screams 

Now we've got a scene 

But still you move right in. 

The pot boils over 

An unwatched stove 

The knife is hiding 

Open windows 

Smoke alarm in vague distress 

And you close your eyes 

Let go of the hurt inside 

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You got a leg up 

But you're moving backwards 

You're out of luck 

The odds are stacked against you 

You add it up 

Use my calculator 

Chalk it up to your lack of a motivator 

Hear me out 

I've got some tricks up my sleeve 

Believe me 

In the house 

That you almost lost 

You say is lack of money 

But at what cost 

You put your arms around me 

And pull me in 

What a tool I am 

Oh what a fool I've been 

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You got a leg up 

But you're moving backwards 

You're out of luck 

The odds are stacked against you 

You add it up 

Use my calculator 

Chalk it up to your lack of a motivator 

Hear me out 

I've got some tricks up my sleeve 

Believe me 

The sky is so beautiful 

The way it slips and slides 

There's a secret in the night 

And there's a secret 

Listen 

Hold the feeling 

And the feeling gets lame 

I'm frank about the story 

But not about the pain 

I know it's my fault 

If there's someone to blame 

But I close my eyes 

Let go of the hurt inside 

You got a leg up 

But you're moving backwards 

You're out of luck 

The odds are stacked against you 

You add it up 

Use my calculator 

Chalk it up to your lack of a motivator 

Hear me out 

You're moving backwards 

You're out of luck 

The odds are stacked against you 

Add it up 

Use my calculator 

Chalk it up 

To your lack of a motivator 

Hear me out 

I've got some tricks up my sleeve 

Believe me 

And you close your eyes 

Let go of the hurt inside 

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