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We're surfing the waves of the blues |
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Through times of gloom and the confused |
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New world police is a western feeling |
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We're not proud of this |
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Not just a little bit |
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Party girls and pick up lines |
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At your funeral |
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We're living in a cold world's industry |
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Right next to the new sheriff in town |
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O' how we fail to see |
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The mouth of the shark |
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You should not bow down |
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And give praise to the beast |
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You should rise up high |
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Above their ungodly feast |
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[?] |
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Close to those who care |
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And always pay tribute |
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To those who dared |
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We're taking the chance of light |
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I'm telling through times |
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Where no skies are bright |
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I'm still telling you |
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I might be back, I might be back |
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We're taking the chance of light |
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Through times |
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Where no skies are bright |
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Oil, porn and war |
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Is a western way of life |
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We're not made of steel |
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It's just how we feel |
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Dirty deals and cheap girls |
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Beside your coffin' |
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We're living in a cold world's harmony |
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Right next the portrait of the patriot |
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O' how we fail to feel |
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The mouth of the shark |
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[Incomprehensible] |
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Close to those who care |
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And always pay tribute |
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To those who dared |
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You should not bow down |
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And give praise to the beast |
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You should rise up high |
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Above their ungodly feast |
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Gives praise to the beast |
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We're taking the chance of light |
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I'm telling through times |
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Where no skies are bright |
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I'm still telling you |
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I might be back, I might be back |
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Don't it feel like as if |
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We're taking the chance of light |
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I'm telling through times |
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Where no skies are bright |
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I'm still telling you |
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I might be back, I might be back |
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Who's next in line |
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For the big ****ing get-away |
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You big cowboy |
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Who's next in line |
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For the big ****ing get-away |
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Gunslingers and tombstones |
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Don't be long, don't be gone |
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I think you might be back |
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If so, break my back |
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We're taking the chance of light |
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I'm telling through times |
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Where no skies are bright |
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I'm still telling you |
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I might be back, I might be back |
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Don't it feels like as if |
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We're taking the chance of light |
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I'm telling through times |
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Where no skies are bright |
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I'm still telling you |
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I might be back, I might be back |
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We're taking the chance of light |
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Through times |
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Where no skies are bright |
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I'm still telling you |
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I might be back, I might be back |
