| Whip up a brew and it mix all the scents in
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| They spin around me in the sonic dimension
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| Then I don’t want to sit and my body rejects it
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| Dance on the dues that you spend on your rent, yay
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| Down in the depths at the heart of a song
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| There is a sadness something that’s lost
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| You’re trying to get to the old nickel playing
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| But there’s always a trouble some are still saying
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| That if you play those 5
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| They will jive
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| If you play those 5
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| They will jive all night long
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| No way to know what I’ll get til I push it
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| Staying my ground is hard when I’m crooked
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| I’m wondering how I can get it for free
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| Alchemy speaking always to me
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| Trying to teach me a thing with a tune
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| Covered in dust is a kid who could croon
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| Notes are ascending out hickory doors
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| Out of the speakers and onto the floors
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| And if you play those 5
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| They will jive
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| If you play those 5
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| They will jive all night long
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| My hope is that it works today
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| I hope it’s not the troublesome way |