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    "From a Few Streets Over" Lyrics

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    From a few streets over
    Before the sun goes down
    You can hear it coming closer
    To this dislocated shoulder
    of an old and crooked town
    That's when the ice cream van rolls around

    But in the land of plenty
    The money here is tight
    The children here are many
    (and if you do have any)
    He will park his van outside
    There waits the ice cream man with the cold dark eyes

    For it's not a "Rockwell" summer
    or a world of "Dick and Jane"
    And how it makes you shudder
    Like you used to hide from thunder
    When you hear him coming down the lane
    And you condemn the ice cream man to the world of flame

    A sickly, sweet wind is blowing
    Across the fields of hell
    A licorice night's unfolding
    Near a grave sight a corroded
    old and burnt out carousel
    Here lies the ice cream man, the devil treats him well
    This song was submitted on February 18th, 2006 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Ronald Eldon Sexsmith.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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