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By Elliott Smith, Concrete hands picked up the telephone ring"Do you know who
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By Elliott Smith, We arrived too lateOur mouths were openingI turned off the
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By Elliott Smith, For a change she got out before he hurt her
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By Elliott Smith, Everybody knows which way you go, straight to overNo one
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By Elliott Smith, Every time the day darkens down and goes awayPictures open
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By Elliott Smith, First the mic, then a half cigaretteSinging Kathy's clownThat's the
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By Elliott Smith, The question is: wouldn't mama be proud?There's a silver lining