Intro
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When you get up
When you wake up
Put your hands up
Pick yourself up
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And you pull yourself up underneath the dugout cubby enclave of the
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sidewalk overhang, cement buckled upward and the
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rain came dripping through the crack. We hear the voice of Italo sing
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of a holy fire.
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When he stomped,
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the dirt fell on our eyes.
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When he stomped,
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the dirt fell on our eyes.
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Hell, he stomped,
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the dirt fell on our eyes.
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Hell, he stomped,
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It was a mystery to me when you crawled out from underneath the
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sidewalk overhang, cement buckled upward and the
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rain came dripping through the crack. We heard the voice of Italo sing.
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In the second zone of the city a baby born in the nightclub mold where
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goons dry heave the factory glue all crust-lipped and bloddy nosed.
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Fire took the roof off,
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hollowing the carcass licked it like a bone.
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Sway and mone to songs of some pitchless praise, stoned.
Horn Part
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Emaj7
When you get up
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When you wake up
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Put your hands up
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Pick yourself up