Come on out and scent the air
There's something shaking over
He's standing in the doorway
Shading his eyes
I know he's talking
This, my son, is the Freedom Tower
It was built many
Have you heard about the next atom bomb?
Some people say
Magic beat Jazz in East-West clash
Last time I saw him
Was
A guy stepped in the bathroom
A bottle in his hand
He
Down at the end of Nowhere Street
I followed my wandering
Hey listen up, I haven't seen you in a while,
Now it's time to sing the song
Song of the midnight
You start crying
Every time the rain falls down
There's no problem
Soon
I like what I have
And I have what I like
I
Whiskey-eyed in the moonlight, you swore
This thing will never come
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