| Persuaded, paraded, inebriated, in doubt
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| Still aware of everything life carries on without
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| Cause there’s one too many faces with dollar sign smiles
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| I’ve gotta find the shortest path to the bar for a while
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| A long way from happiness
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| In a three-hour-away town
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| Whiskey bottle over Jesus
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| Not forever, just for now
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| Not forever, just for now
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| There’s a trouble around, it’s never far away
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| The same trouble’s been around for a life and a day
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| I can’t forget the sound, cause it’s here to stay
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| The sound of people chasing money and money getting away
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| A long way from happiness
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| In a three-hour-away town
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| Whiskey bottle over Jesus
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| Not forever, just for now
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| Not forever, just for now
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| In between the dirt and disgust there must be
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| Some air to breathe and something to believe
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| «Liquor and Guns» the sign says quite plain
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| Somehow life goes on in a place so insane
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| A long way from happiness
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| In a three-hour-away town
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| Whiskey bottle over Jesus
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| Not forever, just for now
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| Not forever, just for now |