Blue Rubber Bands

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Blue rubber bands all over my street
Making me feel so incomplete
Blue rubber bands all over my yard
It's no wonder that I'm falling apart

Hey, Butera boy
Are you just trying to leave your mark?
Do too many toss your manifestos of leaf lettuce and grade A pork?
Well I know how you feel, but can you try to keep it under wraps?
I don't need to be reminded
I don't want to be the one to find all of your

Blue rubber bands...

Hey, La Raza boy
This is no address for your language
Is that why you leave a little more than bundles of paper on my doorstep?
Listen, I know how it feels when nobody understands you
But I don't need to be reminded
I don't want to be the one to find all of your

Blue rubber bands...

Maybe you litter when your fantasies get trashed
I would like to think I won't
And maybe you steal when you haven't got the cash
I would like to think I don't

Blue rubber bands...

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from Milky White, released January 1, 1997
Written by Tony Rogers

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The Good Chicago, Illinois

The Good is the creation of singer / songwriters Tony Rogers (tonyrogers.bandcamp.com) and Devin Arkin (who died from brain cancer in late 2016), joined by John Scholvin (guitar), Dave Rothkopf (bass), and John Goodman (drums). The band began making waves on the Chicago music scene in the early 90's; they've released 4 critically acclaimed full length studio albums, and more. ... more

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