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Standing with my sneakers soaking up a lake of gasoline |
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Standing with my bob dylan comic books |
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And a bag of boston baked beans |
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Standing hear |
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I realize just now what you mean - hey douglas |
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I smell the future |
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I smell the future |
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I smell the future and itsmells like gasoline |
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Lying face down in the street they beat the shit out of him |
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His face was such a sight |
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Lying to us blatantly they handed down not guilty |
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I say that's not right |
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Lying on my mother's couch screaming at the television |
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Watching L |
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A burn into the night |
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That night we smelled the future |
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We smell the future |
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Do you smell the future - well it smells like gasoline |
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Driving in my dreams |
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I'm on I-90 driving east |
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Driving the first nail into this corner of my life |
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But these goodbyes are a beast |
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Driving forces are tugging me and to say the least |
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I smell the future |
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I smell the future |
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Do you smell the future |
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Well I smell the future and it smells like gasoline |
