MOVE
It’s always sunny in the city where you feel your brother’s loveLike a shiv that someone’s thrust into your side.Guess those Quakers let their sourdough turn rancid over time.Now it’s hard to shovel shit against the tide. Who wouldn’t shower Santa Clause with snowballs and abuse?They'd had a losing season, after all.There's more to what it takes to live in PhillyThan some documents from Independence Hall. Saw on TV, over Cobb’s Creek, there’s a standoff with police.The cops intend to turn some vagrants out.A spark on Osage Avenue might liven up the night.Just a taste of what this city’s all about.