Always Going Home

He's never been far from trouble
 Trouble is as loyal as a dog
 He drinks in the muddy water
 And he sleeps in the hollow log
 His troubles all have mirrors
 And they double up the size
 His problems all have patches
 And they cover up his eyes
 It's like that old expression
 All roads lead to Rome
 You see he comes from trouble
 And he's always going home
 He's always going home
 So he can't see for looking
 He's become a lightning rod
 He walk with the clouds of thunder
 Which don't strike him now as odd
 Accidents will happen
 Much more frequently with him
 He's never been far from trouble
 Trouble is a trusted friend
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 Addiction in the bloodstream
 Chasing fascination's choice
 Born of a desperation
 There's a mean edge to his voice
 As a snake he would have curves
 On both sides of the law
 As a rule he'll catch his prey
 And he's bound to eat it raw
 He's never been far from trouble
 He lives an inch from his demise
 Pushes his luck right to the edge
 Pulls the bull over your eyes
 Money slips through his fingers
 He owes everyone he knows
 Still and all it's good to see him come
 A little better when he goes
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