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In the nightmare desert stood a building |
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Outside someone was diggin' a hole in the ground |
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They were burying my luck |
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What have you done? |
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What have you done? |
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What have you done? |
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What have you done? |
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The man in the hole has smoked up all my income |
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My better days, his for the take |
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And I watched it all |
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Him putting pins into a doll |
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What have you done? |
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What have you done? |
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What have you done? |
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What have you done? |
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What have you done? |
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What have you done? |
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What have you done? |
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What have you done? |
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This dream clinks into night |
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The man in the hole has carried away the moonlight |
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Cupped in his hands, a dime on the water |
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He's a patient man |
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As his careful stepping shows |
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Will he take her love? |
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Will he take her love? |
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Will his hands know what mine did? |
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Will her body like the fit? |
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Will he take her love? |
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Will he take her love? |
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What have you done? |
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What have you done? |
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What have you done? |
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What have you done? |
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What have you done? |
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What have you done? |
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What have you done? |
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What have you done? |
