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Pay no mind to his messed up hair |
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Pay no mind to the clothes he wears |
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It's just the hours he's been keepin' |
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Ain't been doing too much sleeping |
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They dyed his hair and hid his feathers |
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And told him he was Latin |
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'Til he came chanting down the street |
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Like a cannibal in Manhattan |
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CHORUS: |
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Rattlebone |
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Rattlebone |
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Shake it for the war chief |
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All night long |
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Rattlebone |
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Rattlebone |
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Sweet medicine |
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To each his own |
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One sky above |
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One earth below |
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One sky above us |
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One earth below |
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CHORUS |
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Here's where we go off the map |
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Out past the power lines |
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Up that little side road without a sign |
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Hidden from the mainstream |
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The keepers of the ancient future |
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Keepers of the drum |
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They don't preserve it |
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They live it |
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Rattlebone |
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Rattlebone |
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Shake it for the war chief |
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All night long |
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Rattlebone |
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Rattlebone |
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Get down on your knees |
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And praise the dawn |
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CHORUS |
