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My friend says that the end holds nothing more |
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He don't hide his shame |
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says it's all the same |
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Like a man without a name |
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Old days asleep in the shade by the Brandywine |
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See a dog get paid |
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see a boy behave |
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Every bone deserves a grave |
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But I heard the Good Lord's warning |
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like he might not forget by the morning |
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With no more terrifying thoughts of dying |
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ooh oooooh oooh |
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My Lord, I'm climbing aboard and I'm going home |
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No time to lose, no time to pack |
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Take a step and take it back |
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But I heard the Good Lord's warning |
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like he might not forget by the morning |
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With no more terrifying thoughts of dying |
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ooh ooooh oooh |
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Keep on with the living you'll soon enough be dead |
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You got the whole world spinning in your head |
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and you don't want to give it up (don't give it up, don't give it up) |
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Cause no one should be sorry |
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We're just another day |
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You can say you'll be back |
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but you won't ever go away (won't go away, won't go away) |
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Cause love that never leaves is never ever welcome back |
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and I'm running out of skin thick enough to hide in (won't go away, won't go away) |
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Now hand in hand we're back in time we're chasing the train |
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Looking back looking back to wave goodbye |
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we're headed for the same disaster (don't give it up, don't give it up) |
