| A promise in every sunset,
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| A death in every dawn.
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| Every day I die a little darling.
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| Night-time falls when you hit the hit the town.
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| Snakehips I heard you on the radio.
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| The prices are falling on Murder Mile,
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| And Judas Iscariot gives me a knowing smile.
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| And three men in a Cadillac drive across the sand,
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| To where a fire burns over a new Bethlehem
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| An' every day I die a little darling.
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| Yeah every day I die a little darling.
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| Nuclear waste made free for us all,
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| And governments topple and governments fall.
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| And out ride the four horsemen of the apocalypse,
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| The spittle falling from their fevered lips.
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| An' every day I die a little darling,
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| Yeah every day I die a little girl.
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| Night-time falls when you hit the hit the town.
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| Snakehips I heard you on the radio.
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| 'Cause every day I die a little darling.
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| Yeah every day every day I die a little darling.
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| Looks like there’s gonna be a traffic jam up in heaven tonight,
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| 'Cause every day I die a little darling.
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| Every day I die a little darling |