| Your lungs fill up with concrete
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| Her voice is all you can hear
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| Red lips and a screwdriver
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| Wrapped around some mink-clad smear
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| And you know that shes a diamond
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| And its damned you for sure (or in this damn juke box hell)
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| cause fools gold only fools fools
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| In two-bit hotels.
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| But shes cooler than all that
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| Shes a real high-class cat
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| Shes queen of the last dance rodeo.
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| But under the gas lamp
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| The air is thick and velvety
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| Your bones filled with hunger
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| Your heart filled with longing
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| Youre no longer human
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| Youre an insatiable hole.
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| You wanna bury your face forever
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| In the navel of her soul
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| cause you know …
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| All you need is a heart to call home
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| All you need is a heart to call home
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| Thats all.
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| Light bulbs, and nylons
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| And plastic chandeliers
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| Objects are only objects,
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| They cant feel when youre near.
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| And tangerine lips
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| And lily-white breasts
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| These things are eternal
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| Inside them humanity rests.
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| The skin is like a seashell
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| You listen to the soul
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| Like an old-time radio show.
|
| But under the gas lamp
|
| The air is thick and velvety
|
| Your bones filled with hunger
|
| Your heart filled with longing
|
| Youre no longer human
|
| Youre an insatiable hole.
|
| You wanna bury your face forever
|
| In the navel of her soul
|
| cause you know …
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| All you need is a heart to call home
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| Thats all.
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| But dont wander too far
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| On one constant star
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| Darkness exists, except where you are
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| Your feet are filled with wandering
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| They follow your own
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| cause everywhere you are
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| Feels like home.
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| So search all you miners
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| You hunters of dreams
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| Look in the alleyways
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| For what you know is not what it seems
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| And fame, all you maidens,
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| It dont exist too long
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| But at least look behind you
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| And see your own shadows gone
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| Dont you know its the last rodeo
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| You gotta find yourself a cowboy
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| Or someone to keep you
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| Warm when it snows.
|
| But under the gas lamp
|
| The air is thick and velvety
|
| Your bones filled with hunger
|
| Your heart filled with longing
|
| Youre no longer human
|
| Youre an insatiable hole.
|
| You wanna bury your face forever
|
| In the navel of her soul
|
| cause you know …
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| All you need is a heart to call home
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| All you need is a heart
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| All you need is a heart to call home
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| Thats all. |