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Damon Albarn: |
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Son, son what has become of your lawless heart, the right wing leaves shadows in your eyes |
| [00:35.696] |
But she don't love me anymore, just too late for love |
| [01:12.346] |
Gone, gone the stars have gone, spun out on the road, up to the big house on the hill |
| [01:24.180] |
But she don't live there anymore, she's tired of waiting for me.. |
| [01:37.136] |
Talib Kweli: |
| [01:37.528] |
There she goes (x3) |
| [01:39.644] |
See, she was my manifesto |
| [01:41.081] |
I love the California sun, we out in San Francisco |
| [01:44.085] |
Your man official, how it bubble like a pot of Crisco |
| [01:47.037] |
I never leave you in the hole, this ain't Apocalypto |
| [01:50.093] |
Clearly you got some issues |
| [01:51.817] |
Man she hit me in the heart with the pocket pistol |
| [01:54.508] |
She said she's never coming back |
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Somehow I kinda missed her |
| [02:08.274] |
Damon Albarn: |
| [02:21.858] |
Oh Lord what have I done, what was my mistake |
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These tears are all I have to give |
| [02:33.064] |
Cause she don't love me anymore, just too late for love.. |
| [03:08.931] |
(Inaudible chatter) |
| [03:47.644] |
(Damon Albarn Laughing) |
