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The sun is hanging low on the skyline |
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On this sleepy old Ohio town |
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The people think that change is the devil |
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So the sun is not allowed to go down |
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And the drivers eyes are glued to the rearview |
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Cuz his car is always in reverse |
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And if you race to where you've already been, then |
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You are always gonna get there first |
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Welcome to the town of the sundown |
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Welcome to the town of the sundown |
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Welcome to the land that time forgot |
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Welcome to the town of the sundown |
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Welcome to the town of the sundown |
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It sure ain't much, but it's the only town I've got |
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Every time I open the paper |
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To the letters to the editor page |
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The trogolodytes who can't keep their mouths shut |
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They've really got me in a fumin' rage |
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This self-appointed king of the virtues |
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Trying to sell us what we threw away |
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He's a dumpster-diving prophet |
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He could rule the USA |
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Welcome to the town of the sundown |
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Welcome to the town of the sundown |
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Welcome to the land that time forgot |
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Welcome to the town of the sundown |
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Welcome to the town of the sundown |
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It sure ain't much, but it's the only town I've got |
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So this is what our children inherit |
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It's what our parents left behind for us |
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The trophies from our grandpa's old basement |
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With a thicker coat of rust and dust |
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I guess there's nothing left to discover |
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So let's just park our cars and rest |
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Cuz the mission here's accomplished |
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Don't it feel like a success? |
