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Crooked Like Chicago

from American Idle, Vol. 1 by The fundaMentals

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Crooked Like Chicago


Yeah that's a gun in my pocket cause I ain't that glad to see ya
Everything about you just screams the word deranged
Don't look at me like I'm gonna be the one to free ya
On your way to crash and burn and you got yourself to blame

Chorus
Crooked like Chicago
You're bitter cold
You're crooked like Chicago
Down in your soul

Staring up at the stars from the gutter thru the bright red glow of neon
If your phone never rings, you can assume that it was me
Wasted all your yesterdays slow dancing with your demons
You've become a whisper even sailors won't repeat

Chorus
Crooked like Chicago
You're bitter cold
You're crooked like Chicago
Down in your soul

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from American Idle, Vol. 1, released September 23, 2018

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The fundaMentals Port Charlotte, Florida

Influenced by everything from Pink Floyd to AC/DC to The Stooges, The 'Mentals tear it up with an unapologetically neo- classic/ garage-adelic rock sound, for the love of rock and roll.
Don Bathrick: Vocals & guitar
Danger Dan Goodnight: Lead guitar
Dave Gravelin: Drums, percussion, chimichangas
Heather Straw: Bass, vocals
Mary Tero: Keyboards, vocals
“Whiskey” Dick Young: Bass, guitar, haircut
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