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Bruce Springsteen - The Fuse |
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Down at the court house they're ringin' the flag down |
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Long black line of cars snakin' slow through town |
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Red sheets snappin' on the line |
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With this ring will you be mine |
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The fuse is burning |
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(Shut out the lights) |
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The fuse is burning |
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(Come on let me do you right) |
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Trees on fire with the first fall's frost |
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Long black line in front of Holy Cross |
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Blood moon risin' in a sky of black dust |
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Tell me baby who do you trust? |
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Tires on the highway hissin' something's coming |
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You can feel the wires in the tree tops bummin' |
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Devil's on the horizon line |
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Your kiss and I'm alive |
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A quiet afternoon, an empty house |
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On the edge of your bed you slip off your blouse |
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The room is burning with the noon sun |
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Your bittersweet taste on my tongue |
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The fuse is burning |
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(Shut out the lights) |
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The fuse is burning |
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(Come on let me do you right) |