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Give me some fire and a piece of glass |
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Hear that train floatin' past |
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On feathered tracks with helium wheels |
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Got no coal, got no steel |
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Opium, won't you smile on my brain |
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Flowers and fog, you've got me feeling no pain |
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Deja vu, all over again |
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You gonna be my pal, my bestest friend |
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Hear that train screamin' past |
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Out of control and off the tracks |
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Opium, won't you smile on my brain |
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Flowers and fog, you've got me feeling no pain |
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It's eight a.m. not a quarter past three |
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Flowers and fog, won't you rescue me |
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Fast asleep, quick to die |
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Seen 'em go in the blink of an eye |
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Long white line, tied to the tracks |
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Little white lie, no looking back |
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Opium, won't you smile on my brain |
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Flowers and fog, you've got me feeling no pain |
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It's eight a.m. not a quarter past three |
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Flowers and fog, won't you rescue me |
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Rescue me, can't you set me free |
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Rescue me, set me free |
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Opium, won't you smile on my brain |
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Flowers and fog, you've got me feeling no pain |
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It's eight a.m. not a quarter past three |
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Flowers and fog, won't you rescue me |
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Opium, won't you smile on my brain |
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Flowers and fog, you've got me feeling no pain |
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It's eight a.m. not a quarter past three, baby |
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Flowers and fog, won't you rescue me |