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Give me your shoulder, I'm a sing song bird |
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My savior says that I'm the words |
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I map across a daylight blinding you |
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Chicken-boned and with a 10-cent bunk |
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Claimed Jesus spoke (though I was drunk) |
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Untied my shoe and told me what to do: |
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"Warn the boys are about the dimmer rooms |
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That try to woo them all with their cheap perfume |
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Rooms like this, a pathway to the fall |
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Warn the girls about the dimmer stars |
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That try to woo them all with the cheap guitars |
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The morning fades the glitter on their song |
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Warn the boys are about the dimmer rooms |
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That try to woo them all with their cheap perfume |
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The sun don't sweat the souls that get the call |
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Warn the girls about the dimmer stars |
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That try to woo them all with the cheap guitars |
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Dear Lord, give me the strength to shade you all" |
