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See the old man? |
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On the bridge? |
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He's |
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hauling up a sagging net. |
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It's full of eels |
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twisting through the eye sockets of a horse's head |
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And this fiend has no family |
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So he will outlive |
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you and me. |
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In the hospital you talked about |
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thumbing down that truck ride |
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for the first time |
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and the false friend |
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kept his back turned |
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that's when you learned |
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the fierceness of man |
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again. |
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How long it took to reach the |
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Sister Cities |
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And then somehow make it back |
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just to tell me, "Yeah, I guess I'm still |
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pretty mad." |
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Every other day |
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the same long road to |
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the old man down the street. |
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Neither one of you knows |
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what the flowers in your hand |
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are supposed to mean. |
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Help! My uncle's gone insane, |
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in his room he sits |
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shaking a geranium! |
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Outside, the old dog, resigned, |
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leaves heavy tracks for the father |
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dragging the rifle to find. |
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Every other day the same |
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long road to the old man down the street. |
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Do you think someday, through all the flowers, |
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your eyes finally will meet? |
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Where he'll tell you, "Honey, you know I had to shoot that dog |
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you loved so much. You know I had to do it. Aw, honey you know I had |
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to shoot that dog you loved so much, you know I had to do it." |
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"Yeah, I know you had to shoot that dog I loved so much |
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I know you had to do it." |
