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I see a million walk the city mile |
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The tickertape kings and the juveniles |
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Will anybody tell me which way to go |
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Will anybody come back on the |
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C.B. radio |
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I'm counting the stars and the telegraph poles |
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And each one represents the hopes of a soul |
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You'd think that |
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God wouldn't be so hard |
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When you see all the little children running, running in the backyard |
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On a Mississippi gourd with a |
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Sub-Sahran song |
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Somebody is wailing in the financial district sun |
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Can anybody feel the distance to the |
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Nile I wanna live and |
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I wanna dance awhile |
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Gonna make like |
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Eddie on my rockabilly train |
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Gonna beat out the blues on my ball and chain |
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Oh, you can't pull a hold-up with a |
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Be-Bop gun |
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There's people living now who aint got no heart and ain't never had none |
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Down on the border they crawl all the way |
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To get a clip of living with a clean-all spray |
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Can anybody feel the distance to the |
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Nile I wanna live and |
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I wanna dance awhile |
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You can't pull a hold-up with a |
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Be-Bop gun |
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There's people living now who aint got no heart and ain't never had none |
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I hear a payphone ringing out on murder mile |
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The sucker who picks up gets his number dialled |
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And all the sparkling waters that ever flowed |
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Could never wash down this town so clean that it glowed |
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And I need to see in an x-ray style |
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I need some rock art that don't come in a vial |
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Can anybody feel the distance to the |
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Nile I wanna live and |
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I wanna dance awhile |
