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He was an artist, and a writer
And a poet, and a friend
In a man's life he will take a fall
But how low he goes it just depends
Yeah, he's shooting dope in the men's room
At the station daly city train
Have you ever seen an angel, well, I know I have
They'll stay here for a while and then they'll fly away
Jackyl had a beer in his hand last time I seen him
But when he rolled the dice you know he never thought twice
Never thought twice about being here
Jackyl had a beer in his hand last time I seen him
But when he rolled the dice you know he never thought twice
Never thought twice about being here
Some grow up and some grow old
But what about the kid who never learned the rules
Spent all these years on this earth
When you look back it's just a flicker of time
Jackyl was one of the one's that perished
Yeah, he was one of the one's that was already saved
Through all this evil and wreckage, yeah
He maintained a sense of himself
Jackyl had a beer in his hand last time I seen him
But when he rolled the dice you know he never thought twice
Never thought twice about being here
Jackyl had a beer in his hand last time I seen him
But when he rolled the dice you know he never thought twice
Never thought twice about being here
Take it
Some men are in prison though they walk the streets at night
Other men who got the lockdown are free as a bird in flight
Yeah!
Jackyl had a beer in his hand last time I seen him
But when he rolled the dice you know he never thought twice
Never thought twice about being here
Jackyl had a beer in his hand last time I seen him
But when he rolled the dice you know he never thought twice
Never thought twice about being here
