Texty: John Schrader. Real Life.

Billy had a job, but the job left town
The sidewalks rolled up but Billy stayed around

Violet wants to be a singer....a dead ringer for the Pearl
Now she works at the corner store to feed her bouncing baby girl

Some tie their laces and they break and they think they've got it bad

They'd spit on a starving dog and I pray to christ ?cause it makes me peel back

Chorus:
So let me tell you about my home town
As if you cared what it's like..Still let me tell you about my home town....
It's real life
Don't get me wrong about my home town
It's where I learned wrong from right
But nothing's left in this home town....It's real life....It's real life

I see the smiles fade....sometimes it takes quite a while
One more child....just toss it on the pile
She walks the streets at night....she don't feel the biting cold
5 dollars here and there....she's 17 years old
I buy a rose for a buck just to throw it to the ground
Sometimes we scream so loud but you'll never hear a sound

Repeat Chorus

Break:
You and me...we've got a lot in common...stop and see....
Don't you agree?