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Butterflies drowned in wine |
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I'm headed into town |
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Where up is up and down is down |
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None of this fumbling around |
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Phantom fingers straighten a phantom tie |
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I'm going to talk to some people there |
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Forget everything |
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I'm told In one ear and out the other |
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An eagle flies right through my mind |
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The shadow skims across the land |
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Some people add and some subtract |
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I love an expert |
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I hate a hack |
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You've got to bust up a sidewalk sometimes |
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To get people to gather round |
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And I'm prepared to do whatever it takes |
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I'm prepared to do whatever it takes |
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For temporary brother sisterhood |
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Move the tables and the chairs aside |
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And give me some room |
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I'm going to show you something |
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You won't soon forget |
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Butterflies drowned in wine |
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Butterflies drowned in wine |
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I'm headed into town |
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Where up is up and down is down |
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None of this fumbling around |