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Verse 1
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I love this fucking country
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And she loved me more
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than I could imagine
So I waited till she slept then
I stepped into traffic
Verse 2
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Pan away from the backyard
to drift some more
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Woke up in Texas next to a liquor store
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With a woman who
don't even drink alcohol
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Big letters IRONY tagged on the wall
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She was named for another flat land
We had a strong back then
In common we had a bond
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That would never see the
break of dawn
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To damn afraid of the queen trying
to take the pawn
Threw that away
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Yes, yes headed out west
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And got un dressed
With the nurture that she gave me made
me trip and get obsessed
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There was a lady
in Los Angeles
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That handled this the way the manual suggests
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(the way the manual suggests)
She turned me on to music that
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I never heard before
She told me stories from a cup
I had to learn to pour
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And I don't know what hurt it more
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Professional journals
or perpetual burn holes
Verse 3
Scarring up the dirty floor
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Peace
Found a hollow hole in the
It's like I follow anywhere
Took a stroll with a feline
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And sat silent while the snow
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flakes fell into the design
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Can't let her dance up
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on top on the top floor
Been there done that what do
you think it's locked for?
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I've lost more to my traveling soul
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Then I care to talk about so I'll
be out I'll be on the road
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Down, down, down in Gainesville
No stranger to shame,
Coletrane, and pain pills
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Sometimes the ceiling is to easy to stare at
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But it keeps me from a forest full
of snare taps and bear traps
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And it can't come clean
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without the sun beams
And it ain't complete without
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the drum beats
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I can tell she don't want me as is
Time to climb back into the van
and make the back stiff
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I had to add one more story
Already interwoven through
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a New York cigarette
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Ex- lover and a best friend
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Best lover and an ex- friend hoping
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for alcoholic sentiment
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Sentimentalism and the rhythm
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of religion on the PA
Make the people here say
God bless the DJ
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She stays to wait for a replay
While I wonder if I'll be able to
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hear it from the freeway
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Chicago inside of an empty bottle
Verse 4
There's a thin line between
gossip and gospel
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There's a house over there
Where I found out Smart
was afraid of the dark
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Had to break her heart
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just to help me heal up
Tie a knot in the stomach
just to help me seal up
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And make sure them demons
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stay beneath the core
Pray for you and yours and
whoever you believe in more
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Look around you there's
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angels amongst us
Look around you there's
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angels amongst us
Sitting in the rain at some sidewalk cafe
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Half of her wet cigarette in the ash tray
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Just trying to find a lost soul to save
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And I'm a lost soul trying to find
a road that's paved
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Keep faith in my suitcase
Angels exist I've even
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seen some sleep
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I love this fucking country
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And she loved me more
than I could imagine
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So I waited till she slept then I stepped into traffic
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