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Where do you live?Where do you eat? |
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Do you still live on Semaphore Street? |
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The children we were have grown into us |
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You in a car and me in a bus |
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How do you know you'll recognize me? |
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I'm not too clear, but I'm easy to see |
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Moving alone through the fossilized crowd |
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People in motion who feel so loud, yeah |
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I gave America your name and she taped it on the sea |
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I gave America your kiss and she blew it over me |
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What ya see |
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How do you know when you've gone too far? |
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Look in the mirror, that's where you are |
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People go by on their legs and their hands |
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Bury their heads in the evening sands |
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I gave America my blood and she drank it gratefully |
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I told America her weight and she said you'd wait for me |
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All of me |
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Someone like you impresses my head |
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Maybe it's true I'm not totally dead |
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This is goodbye, yeah, I've said it before |
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This time you're not gonna see me no more, well |
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I gave America her head and she fired it at me |
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I gave America her mouth and she turned it on to me |
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I gave America her heart and it's beating over me |
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I gave America her gold and she melted over me |