| Strung out on the highway, the car inverted
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| What are you but a drum and a tube and a wire, black heart?
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| A fire in the dark?
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| I have no statement for your benefit, young man
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| Except this: we all will live again
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| In the eyes of an actor
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| And the light on the glass
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| So let me see that ass
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| Hey, hey, hey!
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| Sorceress, valkyrie, you let you let yourself believe
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| Sorceress, come clean, you let you let yourself believe
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| That there is nothing to lose
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| There is nothing to lose, there is nothing to lose
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| Remember when I told you all about the father-ghost?
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| He whispers at you when you try to pull
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| «You're an imbecile and your limbs carry lumber
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| Your limbs carry lumber.»
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| The shadow of violence is the shepherd of sense
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| The shadow of violence is the shepherd of sense
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| And when I hit the fence
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| I had a hand on the wheel and a hand on the dial
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| Man on trial
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| Hey, hey, hey!
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| Sorceress, valkyrie, you let you let yourself believe
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| Sorceress, come clean, you let you let yourself believe
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| That there is nothing to lose
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| There is nothing to lose, there is nothing to lose |