Gran Torino Lyrics

How tough are the trees in California, looks like they buried you. How tough are the trees in California, yeah I tried to warn you, the man's out to exploit you. Don't take me on. A'int it funny that life's such a game, go directly to jail if you weren't born the right way and you've got nothing to lose, 'till you wind up on the news. They're getting to me; they're f*cking getting to me. I am in this alone, "let it all out" said the people. Slew of purple hearts on Sunset Boulevard, think before you speak and don't get it too deep, slew of purple hearts on Sunset Boulevard. How tough are the trees in California, looks like they buried you. How tough are the trees in California, yeah I tried to warn you, the man's out to exploit you. Can't we all, can't we all, can't we all play, can't we play with your head?

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