Palm Tree (in West Oakland) Lyrics - Collect 'em All - Tilt

Liquor store, liquor store one on every corner, checks cashed any time = 

NO I.D. Liquor store, liquor store, malt liquor cigarettes lottery. The = 

car is running and kicking out funes, 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 above it's glamour and dignity are so out of = 

place an ancient pick up truck is looking for a shove, the congregation = 

sings, amazing grace! 

Submitted by: Mel