The Lonelyhearts
The Carpenter
It's a good talent, work with your hands and food on the tableSight to blind and water to wine in barrio fablesOh holy night up in Boyle Heights, then the workday beginsWe awake to the colonial din of gringos driving inMy only son you're truly a wonder, maybe a harbingerDay labor harlot, home depot car lot, 8 dollar carpenterOh holy night up in Boyle Heights, then the workday beginsWe awake to the colonial din of gringos driving inJesus I cannot explainWhy you and Dad don't look the sameTime will come, lawns will brown when the aqueduct failsTime will come, they'll need you for more than hammering nailsTime will come, lawns will brown when the aqueduct failsJesus they'll need you for more than hammering nails
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