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I looked outside of my window |
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There was fear in the beat of my heart |
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There was desert as far as the eye could see |
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Blistering, dusty and hard |
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I texted you in desperation |
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I said, "Heaven, forbid this placeIt's hotter than hell and I'm losing my coolIt's just not of the human race", no, no |
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Way down low, death valley |
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A thousand miles to go, oh |
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Way down low, death valley, yeah |
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A thousand miles to go |
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Ooh, what if the engine should break down? |
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What if a tyre should blow? |
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What if my soul should slip off this bus |
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And land in the inferno? |
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Bouncing and tumbling onward |
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Watching in vain for a change |
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A windmill, a billboard, a |
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Joshua tree |
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A rusted old home on the range, yeah |
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Way down low, hey, hey, death valley |
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A thousand miles to go, death valley |
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Way down low, hey, oh |
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A thousand miles to go |
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Slippery sand in the back of my throat |
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Silica in my eyes |
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Pretty soon this will all be another bad dream |
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If we make it to the other side |
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If we make it, if we make it |
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Death valley, hey |
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A thousand miles to go, yeah, death valley |
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Way down low, death valley |
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A thousand miles to go, hey |
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And ain't it a human race, no |
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Ooh, not of the human race |
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I got slippery sand in the back of my throat |
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Silica in my eyes |
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Just another bad, bad dream |
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If we make it to the other side |
