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startled from his sidewalk slumber
the rugman is boxing in the street
wearing nothing but some bruises
and two different shoes on his feet
he shuffles about like Muhammad Ali
in a prize Heavyweight fight
as a trash truck driver laughs at him
he misses out on the greenlight

there's so many characters in this town
It's a home made reality show
there's stories being told
and I watch 'em unfold
from the rockin chair on my patio


Batman's riding his bicycle
with a sword in the back of his shirt
his grandpa keeps an eye on him
making sure he doesn't get hurt
sexy Sadie is driving me crazy
with her top two buttons undone
she walks my way 10 times a day
hoping she gets in a song


there's so many characters in this town
it's a home made reality show
there's stories being told
and I watch 'em unfold
from the rockin' chair on my patio


no need for a widescreen TV
the action's out on the streets
with my guitar in hand,
 paper and pen
I write down everything I see


there's so many characters in this town
it's a home made reality show
there's stories being told
and I watch 'em unfold
from the rockin chair on my patio