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You've been ducking and dodging |
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but you can't come home no more |
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You've been ducking and dodging |
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but you can't come home no more |
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That key you've got won't fit this lock no more |
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That key you've got won't fit this lock no more |
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You've been ducking, dodging |
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but you can't come home no more |
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You've been ducking and dodging |
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but you can't come home no more |
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That key you've got won't let you in my door |
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That key you've got won't let you in my door |
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My eyes have seen the glory and |
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The sound and image, synchronized |
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Right there on the silver screen |
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Heard the sounds suggesting |
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Lineage of influence, yeah |
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Saw it there in the motherland |
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Steps and gables, steeples, stairways |
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Wind away from origin |
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In untrampled vintage floats the proof |
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I cannot be freed |
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The concert stage, the velvet cage |
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The glass perimeter of me |
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All my friends are disappearing |
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All my letters are in codes |
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All I ever think and feel |
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In your shadow, it erodes |
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Waiting, waiting by the silent phone |
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I draft my next apology |
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Burn my letters once they're read |
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Unalloyed joy, I thrice repeat |
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Unalloyed joy |
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Unalloyed joy |
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Listen to what I just heard |
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It's written on the sun, jailbird |
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And just like you |
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The way it moves |
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A fog that creeps in, grinning always |
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In your hair |
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And in your hallways |
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Got detained in San Francisco |
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On your way to get fresh air |
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The U.S.A. didn't want you there |
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Juggled oranges, but no one cared |
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You've been ducking, dodging |
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but you can't come home no more |
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You've been ducking and dodging |
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but you can't come home no more |
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That key you've got won't fit that lock no more |
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That key you've got won't fit that lock no more |
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You've been ducking and dodging |
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but you can't come home no more |
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You've been ducking and dodging |
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but you can't come home no more |
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That key you've got won't fit that lock no more |
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That key you've got won't fit that lock no more |
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You've been ducking and dodging |
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but you can't come home no more |
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You've been ducking, dodging |
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but you can't come home no more |
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That key you've got won't won't let you in that door |
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That key you've got won't fit that lock no more |
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Lady Macbeth, rock me mama |
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Like my back ain't got no bone |
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Like clicks heard on the telephone |
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Like a sudden unhinged moan |
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That leaks out from your broken structure |
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Like a wall of unbound stone |
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They buried the eighth |
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They buried the ninth |
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They said the finale was a formal reply |
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They buried the eighth |
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They buried the ninth |
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They said the finale was a formal reply |
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They buried the eighth |
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They buried the ninth |
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Buried everything, I'm telling you guy |
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Contest prizes, grand pianos |
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Gagged by comfort, shamed by words |
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Empty anthems, cloaked in strange fur |
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Stripes and bars, is it yours? |
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Stripes and bars |
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Stripes and bars |
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Stripes and bars, and are you sure? |
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Stripes and bars will lock you in |
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Lock you in or camouflage you |
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Feel the sun, but cannot walk to |
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Hear the yelp, but cannot talk to |
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Trembling, cloaked in what you swore |
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Were stripes and bars |
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That's what they're for |
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You've been ducking, dodging but you can't come home no more |