| I’ll keep you close and I’ll find a new fix
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| By the sweep of your brow, in 76'
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| Caribbean chick under no control
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| Gang thuggin' clappin' on the stereo
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| It’s 94 and we’re in the shade
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| Train in the station with a slight delay
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| Seasons burden, fine but stings like a bee
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| Over too close is where I wanna be
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| I don’t care what you do
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| I don’t care what you say
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| I don’t care what is it
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| Changes
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| The click clack cans of Coca-Cola
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| Sounds like a soundtrack from Morricone
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| See the bird of Christ free on the breeze
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| The livers of Odin blowing grace, unease
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| The pain reverberates mice in here
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| The warrior’s wounded, the nazi’s dead
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| Caribbean chick under no control
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| Gang thuggin' clappin' on the stereo
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| I don’t care what you do
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| I don’t care what you say
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| I don’t care what is it
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| Changes
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| Changes
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| Changes
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| Changes
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| I don’t care what you do
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| I don’t care what you say
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| I don’t care what is it
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| Changes
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| I don’t care what you do
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| I don’t care what you say
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| I don’t care what is it
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| Changes
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