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Awful still out there |
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Too still for me |
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We used to go on outside whenever |
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Something was open to buy some tea |
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Feel like you could die here |
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Middle of main street, plain as day |
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The sun would bake you dry |
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The wind blow you away |
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Everybody's shifting |
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Some people in the air |
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Half of me wants to crack the code |
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The other half don't care |
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I wouldn't bat an eyelid |
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If right now someone said |
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All the folks you talking too |
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Been a hundred years dead |
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Hey, fly away |
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Hey, sky is gray |
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Hey, fly away |
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Hey, sky is gray |
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Sometimes I wanna fly planes into buildings |
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So I stay away from planes |
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I want sweet oblivion and outside |
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I want dripping rain |
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Tripping over my underwear and cigarette shelf |
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They say this river runs like freedom |
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But right now it's gone dry |
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The water tower's run dry |
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The sun's falling outta the sky |
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I don't understand why I owe anybody anything |
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I feel like a tightrope walker and they took away my string |
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Feel like someone squeezed the juice out of my fruit |
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Like everyone's in sweat pants and I'll only wear a suit |
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Used to feel like a Mexican bandit when I picked up my guitar |
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Now it's nuclear winter, I gotta pay for a new car |
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Hey, fly away |
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Hey, sky is gray |
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Hey, fly away |
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Hey, sky is gray |
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Why is the car still running? |
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Won't someone turn it off |
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Who is looking in my window? |
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I heard somebody cough |
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Things so important a few months back |
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Now barely catch my interest |
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I feel I'm losing track |
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Of people, of names, of places, and of friends |
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Excuse me for not keeping up with all the latest trends |
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Hey, fly away |
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Hey, sky is gray |
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Hey, fly away |
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Hey sky is gray |
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Well excuse me for behaving in a manner that seems rude |
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Most of my waking moments deal with finding food |
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Something for my family, something for my nation |
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Designer boots for grandma |
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Designer drugs for my patients |
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I've been infected |
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I've been dissected |
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I've been neglected and injected and inspected |
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Don't be rejected |
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You will be protected |
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Send me all your money so that I can get elected |
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Hey, fly away |
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Hey, sky is gray |
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Hey, fly away |
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Hey, sky is gray |
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Well I lost my sense of balance |
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And I lost my sense of smell |
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In a car accident near the liberty bell |
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I lost my sense of timing |
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I lost my sense of touch |
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>From commercials and checking my e-mail too much |
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I have no taste |
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Lots of folks tell me that |
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My eyesight was pretty much shot right off the bat |
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All that's left is some skewed inner vision |
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And some obsolete info on nuclear fission |
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Hey, fly away |
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Hey, sky is gray |
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Hey, fly away |
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Hey, sky is gray |
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Well I finally got this whole place to myself |
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Think I might go and strap myself down |
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And sleep off this headache |
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Sleep off this war |
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And maybe my dreams will tell me |
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What it all was for |
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I might steal some clothes and get my face all dirty |
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Roll on the freight train, rolls in around 4:30 |
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Might see you up in the sky |
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If we flap our wings and learn to fly |
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Hey, fly away |
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Hey, sky is gray |
