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Hear the trucks on the highway, |
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And the tickin' of the clocks |
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There's a ghost of a moon in the afternoon, |
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Bullet holes in the mailbox |
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Bullet holes in the mailbox, |
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Keyholes in my mind |
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Too long in the wasteland |
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Too long in the wasteland |
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I've fallin' behind |
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She said won't you come see me, |
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When the sun goes down |
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It'll be just like the old days, |
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When I used to let you hang around |
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Well I don't know, |
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I might not speak the language any more |
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Too long in the wasteland |
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Too long in the wasteland |
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I've closed some doors |
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People in the village, |
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Watch the children play |
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At the sight of a stranger, |
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They call the kids away |
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Just leave that man alone, |
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I hear the mothers say |
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Too long in the wasteland |
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Too long in the wasteland |
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What's made him that way |
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I hadn't intended, |
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To bend the rules |
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Whiskey don't make liars, |
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It just makes fools |
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So I didn't mean to say it, |
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But I meant what |
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I said Too long in the wasteland |
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Too long in the wasteland |
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Must have gone to my head |
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Jet trails in the sunset, a long way away cuttin' cross the horizon, |
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At the edge of the day |
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And it calls out to me, |
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Come fly away, |
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I've been |
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Too long in the wasteland |
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Too long in the wasteland |
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I believe |
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I'll have to stay |
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Too long in the wasteland |
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Too long in the wasteland |
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I'll have to stay |
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There's a ghost of a moon in the afternoon |
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Bullet holes in the mailbox |
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Bullet holes in the mailbox |
