| A Berkoff play on a television
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| A goatee beard
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| She’s ginger haired
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| An English Seine, a pair of jeans, a lite that steams
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| A smell of fire, I’m sure there’s something burning
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| Hang around me
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| Hang around me
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| Hang around me
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| Here and now
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| A steam of thought runs through my head in technicolor
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| I took the Train to Valladolid with engines at both ends
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| The woman knew I couldn’t speak her language
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| But she talked to me
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| She’d stating facts, the crowd reacts, a raging bull
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| Hang around me
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| Hang around me
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| Hang around me
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| Here and now
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| I’m tired, I’m tired, I’m tired, I’m tired
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| I’m tired in quick succession
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| A screaming man says the engine’s on
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| The rumor might be worthless
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| The electricity is absolutely, absolutely free
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| Hang around me
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| Hang around me
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| Hang around me
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| Here and now |