The bluesy track starts with eerie piano chords and a spooky fiddle. Then a deep, raspy voice croons, "They stole my money, they took my home. Left me on the street, to die alone. I live in paradise, so they say. Things shouldn't be this way. Paaaaaiiinnn, pain and gain."That's the first verse to a ... More >>
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