And drunk, drunk, drunk in the sky the moon
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And my lacerated wound
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Who are you with now and who are you in love with
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My unearthly
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And drunk, drunk, drunk in the sky the moon
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And my lacerated wound
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Who are you with now and who are you in love with
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My unearthly
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Do you remember
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How did you want to go to the states:
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Summer in Kentucky, sunset boulevard.
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And we gestured like teenagers
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We would be jealous of Bukowski!
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Do you remember those words?
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In your hands a glass of sparkling wine
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Next to the extinguished barbershop we
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With you furiously
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At a distance of a shot ...
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Find out where you are, how you are, what you are
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And drunk, drunk, drunk in the sky the moon
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And my lacerated wound
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Who are you with now and who are you in love with
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My unearthly
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And drunk, drunk, drunk in the sky the moon
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And my lacerated wound
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Who are you with now and who are you in love with
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My unearthly
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Looking for reasons to stay;
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For vibrations, your exhalation was enough for me, no
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exit,
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And we were not up to abstractions,
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Between the stations I write these verses, only saying that I don’t
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game it!
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No more rules
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There is no script
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No camera
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But, b ****, how much it hurt!
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We have become the former, and we would like to be real.
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For once, to be real.
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And drunk, drunk, drunk in the sky the moon
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And my lacerated wound
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Who are you with now and who are you in love with
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My unearthly
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And drunk, drunk, drunk in the sky the moon
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And my lacerated wound
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Who are you with now and who are you in love with
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My unearthly. |