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Well hey, how's tricks man
Think I seen you before Blank blank do ya You looked a lot older You been workin' out Whats wrong with that Well he came back and Came marching in Shot shot to the He found a good reason Do it for the money Whats wrong with that Control your bad side in to peril We come down Hold the line You'll survive Dead wrong So please stop talking Start puckering up My ears are blank Its the special occasions You do it for the money Can't go wrong with that Explode or capsize Provide my poet If you're down Town the line You're so fine Dead wrong |
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There's a place out near the Eighties
South of the border, west of the sun And if we send out all the A-team Silhouettes will creep out of the dark There's a place out in the Nineties North of the border, east of the light We can send out all the B-team Silhouettes will creep out every time In a time before the Forties North of the border, south of the sun Well, we can send out anybody Silhouettes will creep out of the dark In a time after the Fifties South of the border, east of the light We can send out everybody Silhouettes will creep out every time Come all you faithful and rise Things aren't what they might seem With all the makeshift lies You'll never come back clean You'll never come out clean Come all you faithful and rise Things aren't what they might seem With all the makeshift lies You'll never come out clean Come all you faithful and rise Things aren't what they might seem With all the makeshift lies You'll never come back clean You'll never come out |
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Wakin' up at nine
Looks at his paper Can't deal with what he sees All the troubled lives The talk of the ages He's crawling back to bed Don't take a walk outside Don't make any new friends He's crawling back to bed You'd better convince me man 'Cause I, I don't know what I'm doing You'd better convince me man 'Cause I, I don't know who I'm screwing You'd better convince me man 'Cause I, I don't know what I'm doing You'd better convince me man 'Cause I, I don't know who I'm screwing Callin' all his friends He's known 'em for ages Can't deal with what they say Connective alibis Cold and contagious He's crawling back to bed So cut off the phone lines Stock up on water He's crawling back to bed You'd better convince me man 'Cause I, I don't know what I'm doing You'd better convince me man 'Cause I, I don't know who I'm screwing You'd better convince me man 'Cause I, I don't know what I'm doing You'd better convince me man 'Cause I, I don't know who I'm screwing You'd better convince me man 'Cause I, I don't know what I'm doing You'd better convince me man 'Cause I, I don't know who I'm screwing You'd better convince me man 'Cause I, I don't know what I'm doing You'd better convince me man 'Cause I, I don't know who I'm screwing You'd better convince me man Yessir You'd better convince me man Yessir You'd better convince me man Yessir You'd better convince me man |
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