| Crimson flames tied through my ears
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| Throwin' high and mighty traps
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| Countless fire and flaming road
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| Using ideas as my maps
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| «We'll meet on edges, soon,» said I
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| Proud 'neath heated brow
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| Ah, but I was so much older then
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| I’m younger than that now
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| Half-wracked prejudice leaped forth
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| «Rip down all hate,» I screamed
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| Lies that life is black and white
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| Spoke from my skull. |
| I dreamed
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| Romantic flanks of musketeers
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| Foundation deep, somehow
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| Ah, but I was so much older then
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| I’m younger than that now
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| In a soldier’s stance, I aimed my hand
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| At the mongrel dogs who teach
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| Fearing not I’d become my enemy
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| In the instant that I preach
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| My pathway led by confusion boats
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| Mutiny from stern to bow
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| Ah, but I was so much older then
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| I’m younger than that now
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| Ah, but I was so much older then
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| I’m younger than that now
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| My guard stood hard when abstract threats
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| Too noble to neglect
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| Deceived me into thinking
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| I had something to protect
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| Good and bad, I define these terms
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| Quite clear, no doubt, somehow
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| Ah, but I was so much older then
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| I’m younger than that now
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| You got me runnin', you got me hidin'
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| You got me run hide, hide run
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| Anyway you want baby, oh yeah yeah yeah
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| You got me doin' what you want me
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| Baby what you want me to do
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| I’m goin' up, I’m goin' down
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| I’m goin' up down, down up
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| Anyway you want
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| You got me seekin', you got me hidin'
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| You got me seek hide, hide seek
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| Anyway you want |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Medley: My Back Pages / B.J. Blues / Baby What You Want Me to Do, artist - The Byrds. Album song Dr. Byrds & Mr. Hyde, in the genre Иностранный рок