| I’m in the company of cowards
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| I’m in the company store
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| Bullet holes through the window
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| We can’t keep this company up anymore
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| A bucket of beer, a bucket of fools
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| A bucket of dark and broken rules
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| There’s a lot more to this than I ever thought
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| A bucket of trouble that’s what we’ve bought
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| The man in the moon this afternoon
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| Told secrets on you
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| I believe to be true
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| I’m in the company of cowards
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| I’m in the company of me and you
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| I saw you with Mr. Struggle Must Go On
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| In a bar down in the Keys
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| He was old and slow and couldn’t throw a punch
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| And you looked so musical last night in the breeze
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| You were showering him with your tender protection
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| With no regard for me
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| I was dining alone on the bread of sorrow
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| While you were making fat the old man and the sea
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| The man in the moon this afternoon
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| Told secrets on you I believe to be true
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| I’m in the company of cowards
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| I’m in the company of me and you
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| The Bible speaks of Heaven and Hell
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| And many frightening things
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| Politicians say «One more war
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| And the bells of freedom will start to ring»
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| Those stories you told by the waggin' of your chin
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| Time’s not so precious til it comes to an end
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| And silence is truth between me and you
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| With our demur well hidden, like two birds we flew
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| So cover your eyes old man in the moon
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| Unless you care to see what really is not true
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| You’re in the company of cowards
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| It’s hard telling what they will do
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| You’re in the company of cowards
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| You’re in the company of me and you |