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Big business |
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He's an enigma wrapped up in a conundrum |
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He's a mystery tragic like an ailing paramedic |
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My heart booms to see you're still standing |
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I know that your faiths can be demanding |
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With those cables all plugged in your head |
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In Poughkeepsie I thought you were dead |
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Ed Edge |
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He's Ed Edge |
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Ed. |
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He's an enigma wrapped up in a conundrum |
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He's a mystery tragic like an ailing paramedic |
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Like me tell you about Ed Edge... |
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Mexico City |
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He's a Buddhist, Christian, paramedic, vegan, straight edge pimp but most of all.. |
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Big |
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He's big |
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Under an attack of the heart |
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He knows the sign |
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holds it close to his heart all the time |
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He's a believer, a healer, a sexuality stealer |
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Where have you been Ed? |
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Where are you going to? |
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He drifts on soul tides from island birth |
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...he arrives |
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golden heart and black hands |
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A human male. He's just a man. |
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Where have you been Ed? |
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where are you going to? |
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Where have you been Ed? |
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Where are you going?? |
