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By D-A-D, My kitchen floor started crackin'
And out jumped a man
Big, red
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By D-A-D, An empty plate for love & hate, so hungry like
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By D-A-D, Like a trip in luxury
A little ship with you and
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By D-A-D, We're leaving every turn unstoned
And every lesson is unlearned..
With nothing
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By D-A-D, Straight out of frame'n'bend out of shape
Nothing's real x-cept the
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By D-A-D, The winter of fortynine had passed
A winter of haunt n
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By D-A-D, Walking through the city
Without eying anyone ..
Don't want their vibes
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By D-A-D, Emotional morons
Knows from instinct what to do
The winds are northern
This
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By D-A-D, When the day goes into itself
And into my veins
And your
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By D-A-D, I'm countin' the cattle: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5...
I'm countin'
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By D-A-D, Yeah! I wake up; beaten, wrapped around the T.V.
Strange I
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By D-A-D, Right now no song on the radio could be too
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By D-A-D, Hey, I'm the guy there on the wall and I'm
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By D-A-D, Just like an indian
I chant and dance around
A shiny new
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By D-A-D, Small ideas on little minds
Many fish of many kinds
Easy cash'n'lots
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By D-A-D, Hey folks, believe in me
Coz I'm a disciple can't you
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By D-A-D, There was a real thin line
Between right or wrong
In those
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By D-A-D, I've been bounced around
But I'm still standing up
I've been so
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By D-A-D, My feet were in London
My head in the clouds
And I'm
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By D-A-D, When I close my eyes
Strange things begin
It's hard to follow
It's
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By D-A-D, Over my dead body
Won't make a happy man out of
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By D-A-D, What we need isn't systems
Or some regulating plans
But bigger guns
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By D-A-D, Enter the dreamhouse
Leave your history at the door
This place is
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By D-A-D, There's many a difference quickly found
Between the different people walking
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By D-A-D, Jackie O went ridin'
To the Wounded Knee...
Jackie O was killed
In
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By D-A-D, Hey Jonnie...
Put that gun down
You see we're not alone
You look
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By D-A-D, Suppose I've got no direction
But continue I must
I've gotta use
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By D-A-D, I learned politeness on my mother's knee..
I learned by uprightness
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By D-A-D, I heard a cold advice: pick on someone your own
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By D-A-D, In my travelling heart, there's an urge to see
Foreign lands