| It’s a trick staying overground, on this edge of town today
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| We’ve been playing with fire for far too long my babe
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| It’s a load to overload to the point of no return
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| These strange days are fascination far beyond them discern
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| I know and I’ve been told has left me standing cold
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| I won’t freeze up by gun marching up, i won’t fall
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| Vagabonds parade I walk about who the light to walk my way
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| People talk too much, when not too much, to say
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| I know I have my share of bites to choose
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| I owe plenty of good friends to share my point of view
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| I know and I’ve been told has left me standing cold
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| I won’t freeze up by gun marching up, i won’t fall
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| I know and I’ve been told has left me standing cold
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| I won’t freeze up by gun marching up, i won’t fall
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| You left me standing cold
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| I won’t freeze up — I won’t freeze up
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| Cold! |
| Aaah-aaah-aaaah-aaaah
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| So cold! |
| Aaah-aaah-aaaah-aaaah
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| I know and I’ve been told has left me standing cold
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| I won’t freeze up by gun marching up, i won’t fall
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| I know and I’ve been told has left me standing cold
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| I won’t freeze up by gun marching up, i won’t fall |