Faxed head

Show pride in coalinga

Faxed head

I'm never going to leave Coalinga
I love it here it is my home
Also, I cannot get up
Or my bones willpuncture through my skin

Coalinga's off Highway Five
We make our living off motorist's cash
Dad sells 'em faulty road advice
Mom sells 'em rainbow colored ice

Hometown pride is like good bread
By that I mean the name
It sounds like a brand of bread
I don't want to leave, I wish I were dead!

Without a home, a man wonders the Earth
He is alone
In a wheelchair, I cannot do that
My bedpan is full, but I love my home

Coalinga! Show pride in Coalinga!
Coalinga! I cried in Coalinga!

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