Intro
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We've got old news, wrapped up in old blues
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We can't afford the call, hell, we don't know where we are
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C'mon, we're dead on our feet but we're walking
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We've been stripped down, hog-tied and found out
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And thrown into the choir, like sticks into a fire
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C'mon, I'm sleeping in the street, casuse its so easy to dream
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But so hard to say goodnight
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We've been toiling in transistor soil and digging up a voice
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from a fallow field of noise
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A dog from the past started barking
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We've been stripped down, hog-tied and found out
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And thrown into the choir, like sticks into a fire
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C'mon, I'm sleeping in the street, casuse its so easy to dream
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But so hard to say goodnight