Big Rock Candy Mountains
In the depression era, A tale told by hobos to snag young kids to do their begging for them. Tales of lemonade springs and cigarette trees abound. First sung about by Harry McClintock.
Now, It's a Skwatta's version of paradise. It's what keeps punks on the street hopeful.
Now, It's a Skwatta's version of paradise. It's what keeps punks on the street hopeful.
In the Big Rock Candy Mountains, there's a land that's fair and bright.
The handouts grow on bushes, and you sleep out everynight.
The handouts grow on bushes, and you sleep out everynight.
Big Rock Candy Mountains by Anarchist2884 September 23, 2009
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