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Walk up down rundown avenues and back through swollen city veins |
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Now sobered up enough to understand that nothing stays the same |
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Overpopulated crowds you'd think |
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I'd find a place that |
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I'd Attach myself upon somewhere |
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I felt alive until |
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I die These hometown blues follow me home again |
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The closer |
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I go I feel further away |
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Walk back down run down avenues and attitudes are everywhere |
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Pass a drunken argument they roll around and people stare |
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Finally hit the underground and no surprise |
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I turn to find |
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Two men for twenty pound of mine if |
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I'm alive they'll have me die |
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These hometown blues follow me home again |
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The closer |
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I go I feel further away |
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Further away, further away, further away |
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These hometown blues follow me home again |
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The closer |
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I go I feel further away |
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These hometown blues follow me home again |
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The closer |
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I go I feel further away |
