| Just off the beaten track
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| Way from the Vegas trap
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| No more shiny Hollywood Bowl
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| New York streets have lost their soul
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| Think I’m in a state
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| Take me where it’s desolate
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| Leave my senses in the clouds
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| Worlds away from city crowds
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| Into the Valley of the Bomb
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| Going for a desert song
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| See the nuclear family
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| Pointing to the sky at me
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| There’s nowhere to go
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| There’s nowhere to go
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| In the Land of Enchantment
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| The Land of Enchantment
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| New Mexico
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| New Mexico
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| This is the place to be a stranger
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| From another space
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| Everyone’s a stranger there
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| See the rednecks stop and stare
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| Leave me in the scorching air
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| The blood is going to flow
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| From the place I love
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| New Mexico
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| Listen here to Moonface Mike
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| Tell you all what is was like
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| To light the sky not so long ago
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| Not so long ago
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| In crimson red hills so dead
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| Sands that bled in burning red
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| New Mexico
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| See the rednecks watch the skies
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| Flying saucers myths and lies
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| Myths and lies
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| Snakes are rattling on the ground
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| Wriggling into what they’ve found
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| Gouged-out holes of ripped-out eyes
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| See the rednecks watch the skies
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| In the megadeath birthplace
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| The megadeath birthplace
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| New Mexico
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| The White Sands of time
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| Are losing face, running down and going slow
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| In the Land of Enchantment
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| The Land of Enchantment
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| New Mexico
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| New Mexico |