| All this hunger and
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| Such uncomfortable thirst
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| Son be suffering, it’s the song of your birth
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| Sonny’s singing now, gets me thinking how
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| Everybody’s dream is just everybody leaving
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| While the mamas setting guilt trips
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| See all the young hearts leaping
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| Singing I, I, I
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| I don’t wanna go back, back, back, back to that…
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| All this hunger is
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| Always following us
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| Out where we survive under poisonous skies
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| They’re dreaming but nobody’s sleeping
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| Just coked hearts speeding
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| See all the gold teeth gleaming
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| See all the young, healthy free men
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| Just move into nothing
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| Put my body on a wagon
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| And carry me off to the ocean
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| Let me float on into the eastern sun
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| Out where tomorrow has just begun
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| Where I used to be wild back in my time
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| Now I just fight to sleep at night
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| So render me up into the elements
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| Lay me in a light that I can trust
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| Lay me in a light that I can trust
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| Lay me in a light that I come from
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| I, I, I
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| I wanna go back, back, back, back to that… |