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The sun came up with no conclusion |
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Flowers sleeping in their beds |
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This city's cemetery's humming |
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I’m wide-awake, it’s morning |
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I have my drugs, I have my woman |
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They keep away my loneliness |
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My parents they have their religion |
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But sleep in separate houses |
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I read the body count out of the paper |
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And now it’s written all over my face |
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No one ever plans to sleep out in the gutter |
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Sometimes that’s just the most comfortable place |
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So I’m drinking, breathing, writing, singing |
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Everyday I'm on the clock |
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My mind races with all my longings |
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But can't keep up with what I got |
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I hope I don’t sound too ungrateful |
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What history gave modern man |
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A telephone to talk to strangers |
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Machine guns and a camera lens |
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So when you’re asked to fight a war that’s over nothing |
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It’s best to join the side that’s gonna win |
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And no one’s sure how all of this got started |
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But we’re gonna make them goddam certain how its gonna end |
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Oh ya we will, oh ya we will! |
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Well I could have been a famous singer |
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If I had someone else’s voice |
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But failure’s always sounded better |
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Lets **** it up boys, make some noise! |
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The sun came up with no conclusion |
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Flowers sleeping in their beds |
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This city's cemetery's humming |
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I’m wide awake, it’s morning |
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