Denny Carleton | My Rust Belt

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My Rust Belt

by Denny Carleton

Light Hearted and loving view of my home town area
Genre: Rock: Acoustic
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I am singer songwriter who by the grace of God has survived to this day
more info www.dennycarleton.com

My Rust Belt Denny Carleton CP
I was helping clean out my mothers’ house to either rent or sell, and I went up to the dollar store and got a refill on my Swiffer and a granola bar. I said to my friend David, We’re living large today, and that’s what inspired this song. Just for the record , there is a reference to Woody Allen in this song. I like Woody Allen movies, it’s just a metaphor to say the rust belt is not NY.

Went down to the dollar store, got a granola bar
Got a refill on my Swiffer, got a dollar slipper
Sometimes the money goes so far
Can you imagine the way I felt, I went home and had a tuna melt
I’ve been livin large in my rust belt

My car is running hot and cold 200,000 miles and still on the road
We bounce around a lot we may need new shocks
Hey that’s rock n roll
But when the sun begins to melt I get up from where I knelt
I’ve been livin large in my rust belt

Some out of Towner’s say we have it together
There are those who say we are bound and fettered
Speaking for me I don’t know any better




From the suburbs to the parking lots
We get up each day and give it what we’ve got
Running through those orange barrels
Woody Allen King Pharaoh Sometimes it’s what you’r not

Can you imagine the way I felt put on your safety belt
It’s not that hard, when my hearts enlarged,I will be discharged,
From the entourage who build the camouflauge
In my rust belt


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