| Angel eyes, strike a match and set this city alight
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| All of my life I have been pondering the good done
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| Doing right
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| Won’t you be my mountain bird?
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| Forget all you’ve seen and heard here
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| Change your name and cut your hair
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| Spread your wings across my window
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| Don’t go chasing that green back dollar
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| There was a time, when I’d sing my songs with a
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| Mouthful of rain
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| Now I’m a cut price criminal
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| First goes your heart, there goes the shame
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| Won’t you be my mountain bird?
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| Forget all you’ve seen and heard here
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| Change your name, change your name and cut your hair
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| Spread your wings across my window
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| Don’t go chasing that green back dollar
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| Button up boy, toughen up boy, learn to destroy
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| But when all my tears have run dry
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| Oh who am I to tell my grief to
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| Fight, like a dog, with a big ass bone you’ll still be
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| A dog
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| Kid with a dumbbell ego, shootin' at the neighbours
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| For a borrowed God
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| Won’t you be my mountain bird?
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| Forget all you’ve seen and heard here
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| Change your name, change your name and cut your hair
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| Spread your wings across my window
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| Don’t go chasing that green back dollar
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| The green back dollar
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| Who am I to tell my grief to? |