Junior
Mutts
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You been walkin' in the footsteps of your father
Ain't no door you wouldn't close to make a dime
You always wanted to be rich like your father
now you're just like him - you'll only end up doing time
While you're walkin' in the footsteps of your father,
it's toward the penitentiary you fly your kite
And when there's no more wind we'll find you been gamblin'
with everybody's cash - kid your ass is doin' time.
Junior, you've got big shoes to fill.
I been thinkin' about Ohio in December
the smoke stacks dormant as the bramble and the pine
with vacant parking lots, and vacant present hiding spots
when all move from assembly to unemployment lines
So I've been thinkin' about the footsteps of my father
how he did all he could to keep a workin' line
so I'd be proud to walk the footsteps of my father.
and just like him I gotta make a set of mine.
Junior, you've got big shoes to fill.
Whoa yeah...
Conglomerates designed to penetrate
and just take, take, take.
It's what they got Junior learning in class now...
but he won't know it 'til he's on his way back down.
"Junior"
Written by Robert McVeigh Buckstaff, Christopher Faller, Michael John Maimone
Performed by Mutts
By Arrangement with Robert McVeigh Buckstaff, Christopher Faller, Mike Maimone
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"Junior"
Artist - Mutts
Written by Robert McVeigh Buckstaff (ASCAP - 25%), Christopher Faller (ASCAP - 25%), Michael John Maimone (ASCAP - 50%)
Published by Mile Too Far Music (ASCAP - 50%), Position Music Publishing (ASCAP - 50%)
