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I woke up on a ledge
Outside a window pane
Thirty stories high
It was starting to pour down rain
My feet were getting slippery
And I could not feel my toes
The temperature kept dropping
Icicles on my nose

How did I get here in the first place?
Was it too much living on the edge?
I've got no time to sit and worry, my love
I've got to get myself off this ledge

Looked to my left
Looked to my right
I made sure that I didn't look down
A kid peeked out the window
He said, "you make a pretty sad clown"
I said, "Hey, kid! Can you help me out?"
But he ran away in fear
His mom popped out and said
"You sonofabitch, now the cops are coming here"

How did I get here in the first place?
Was it too much living on the edge?
I've got no time to sit and worry, my love
I've got to get myself off this ledge

The cops showed up
They were dressed in blue
They said "jump, boy, jump"
"That's what you'd better do"
I said, "I can't cuz I can't trust you"
They said, "Hold tight while we hit the booze"
Cops got drunk and they went to bed
They left me standing on that ledge
I thought to myself, "man, what a mess"
What happened next was anyone's guess

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from Scumbags of the Rodeo, released September 16, 2016

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