| When you suffer death in the frontiers
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| In your cold, bloody, hopeless
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| Holding your hand, I may bring you to the limit
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| I'm an ambulance guitar
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| I'm Anna's ambulance guitarist
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| I drove my car through the city
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| In an emergency, I will clear the road
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| Quietly like this -
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| Calm-calm, calm-calm-calm
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| Gently I saw -
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| Calm-calm, calm-calm-calm
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| When you bleed, you drive a crash
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| I'll hurry to help with my beep
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| I blow from mouth to mouth
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| Quietly like this -
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| Pooh, Pooh
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| Gently I saw -
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| Pooh, Pooh
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| I have a first aid kit hidden under the red-cross skirt
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| Gentle treatment will get you serious injuries
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| When you suffer death in the frontiers
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| In your cold, bloody, hopeless
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| Holding your hand, I may bring you to the limit
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| I'm an ambulance guitar
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| On the bike when you crashed, you got hit on the ground
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| A blow to the chest restores the pulse
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| When the shoulder is out of place
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| I put it in place -
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| Ruks-ruks-ruks
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| I put it in place -
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| Ruks-ruks-ruks
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| At the end of a long day of hard work
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| I am parking in the ambulance hospital
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| I hang a red cross on the nail of the closet
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| It's four o'clock, four o'clock -
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| It's four o'clock, four o'clock -
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| It's four o'clock, four o'clock -
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| It's four o'clock, four o'clock -
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| I have a first aid kit hidden under the red-cross skirt
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| Gentle treatment will get you serious injuries
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| When you suffer death in the frontiers
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| In your cold, bloody, hopeless
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| Holding your hand, I may bring you to the limit
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| I'm an ambulance guitar
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| I walk on the road from the hospital
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| Swim to the seafront in Yyteri
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| I pinch my little toes in the hot sand of the beat
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| “I’m reading some nice book today,” I thought
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| Today I am reading the Herman Hessen Glass Bead Game
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| “I’m reading some nice book today,” I thought
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| Today I am reading the Herman Hessen Glass Bead Game |