Dying On The Vine Lyrics

I've seen the dead

And they walk the streets

The same tired old faces

I meet at dawn

They rise from graves not six feet deep

But from underpasses

Doorways and the garbage heap
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Man what happened to your teeth

Stopped at a red light

They've come creeping out of the bushes

Who's that shuffling towards me?

Sign in his hand asking for change

Tell tale sign of a life gone bad

Dying on the vine