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A sugar pop dropped down the delivery slot

Cause he loaded it up

when I was there to buy some strings

I'm finding times like these

Would mean everything to me

Tommy looked up at his novelty clock

He stopped and locked up the shop to play a piece

He turned and talked to me

Till I would have to leave

He said "young boy, you gotta let it fly

There's a song in your lung and a dream in your eye

Don't you beg for bread when there's so much more

You can dream the whole damn store

There'll be many a night when you can't find food

From the long road home to the hotel room

But don't forget that I always believed in you"

Good on you boy

Good on me

Good on you

A cigarette shock to the marigold pot

As they wished me good luck

I shut the door and crossed the street

Every couple weeks

I would check in just to see

Till Bishop in a shock

Picked the telephone up

Heard my cigarette cough

And said "oh man it's good to hear from you"

And not believe

That Tommy had to leave

Hey there boy go ahead and fly

Say hello to your mom in the midnight sky

I won't forget that you always believed in me

Though there's many a night where I can't find food

Take a look at me now man I'm playing my tunes

I won't forget you

Cause you were good to me

Good on you, boy

Hell, good on me

But good on you