Mr. Gerald Mango

There's a wallet on the railroad that we've found
A whisper Gerald mango
That's him lying broken on the ground

Well the facts stacked up till the room was full
And the janitor's broom had no room to pull the attacks
Calls them hacks but his taxes lapsed
And his maxed out cards lie on the railroad tracks

Mr. Gerald Mango
There's a wallet on the railroad that we've found
A whisper Gerald Mango
That's him lying broken on the ground

We'll just be
Little faces walking places
Driving home to soft embraces
Or doors closed behind the store
The streets aren't talking anymore
Down there the light is fading parks are dark and goodnight baby is
Lovingly tucked into blankets and trucks
A lullaby makes it all worth it because of the warmth
But it's cold out there

Mr Gerald Mango
There's a wallet on the railroad that we've found
A whisper, Gerald mango
That's him, lying broken on the ground

He worked harder than ever at severing ties and saving lives
Mostly his own but no surprise there
Just deep brown eyes there

Mr. Gerald Mango
There's a wallet on the railroad that we've found
A whisper, Gerald Mango
That's him lying broken on the ground



Credits
Writer(s): Jordan Galloway
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