| Another line about how my head can’t keep pace
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| With these that move to street tempos and beats
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| And it’s all a bust because my wanderlust left my hands
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| Like my hands, unambidextrous
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| Yeah, they said I’d hear it
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| Yet it’s clear in my ears the world sings in de-notes
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| And my hopes? |
| I don’t know
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| Here’s the smile, the charade, ain’t it strange?
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| The way the street man walks makes him feel so fine
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| The way the corner kids are out to get you high
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| But me I’m keen to sit and wait and see the end when it’s nigh
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| And I still shake when I wonder all the worry I am under
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| Is from out last night and I am shutting all the madness out
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| It’s just the simple way I seem to slowly slip away
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| Yeah, they said I’d hear it
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| Yet it’s clear in my ears the world sings in de-notes
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| And my hopes? |
| I don’t know
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| Here’s the smile, the charade, ain’t it strange?
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| The way the street man walks makes him feel so fine
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| Like nothing even matters at all
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| The way the corner kids are out to get you high
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| Like nothing really matters at all
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| But me I’m keen to sit and wait and see the end when it’s nigh
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| Like nothing really matters at all
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| 'Cause me and my babe we championed killin' time
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| Killin' time
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| I tug a war from right to left just begging from evidence
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| And possibly it all up and left cause I never repent
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| But words and sounds are abundantly found
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| When I’m numbed down and dumbed out
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| Who was putting magic in the bottom of a basement stair?
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| I know some shit like that, it don’t have a lot of allure
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| But that’s what made the whole damn thing so spectacular
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| The porch light that night created a sight the epitomized my cruise
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| Now she takes drags while we slows up the tempo
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| Cause we know tomorrow is just another I don’t know
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| And in morning’s light we will go on and on and on
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| Know some shit like that, it don’t have a lot of allure
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| But that’s what made the whole damn thing so spectacular
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| The porch light that night created a sight the epitomized my cruise
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| Now she takes drags while we slows up the tempo
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| Cause we know tomorrow is just another I don’t know
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| And in morning’s light we will go on and on and on |