| Take my advice
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| It doesn’t get easier watching the golden orbs floating out of the bars
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| And into space there’s Frank Sinatra on the Juke box
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| Pause in the ketchup your face in the reflection in the mirror
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| He walked through the rocks, you know
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| He walked through the scorpion dust
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| He walks on the beach and now he walks
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| And he keeps walking 'til he’s out of reach
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| Every generation watches the princes of their nation
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| File away until the Son of Man every, every Madonna means so little to the next
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| one
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| We ran together down the Santa Monica Boulevard oh baby
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| You look so hard, so fine
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| And my second-hand capella all that night I said Oo hoo… I said Oo hoo oo hoo
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| There you are in your write dress shirt most of all I think I loved your hands
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| I loved them so much that it hurt and all the bartenders knew your name
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| And all the pimps knew your car and we lay by the Nazz
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| And we were blessed yes, we are
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| You tell them I was there hey I was there man I was there
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| When Jesus walked I was there when Jesus walked
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| Now I don’t know what happened, what happened was Babylon and that little Sheba
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| With her siren song and the planets swirling
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| Where no one’s ugly and everyone’s square no one’s ugly and everyone’s square
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| There’s no such place I heard such peach when he played those traps
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| I heard such peace when He looked out at the map
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| And it ran through me and echoed into another time and space and place
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| And it ran through me way on back in time way on up is fine
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| Way one back in time was on up is fine way on back in time
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| Take my advice and go throw it away it’s gonna do you no good until you blow
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| for good
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| Cause you are there man you are there don’t you know
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| You are there where Jesus walked, every generation, yeah the princes of their
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| nation
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| Well, I’m ugly, too. |
| No, no you’re not beautiful, no, you’re ugly too
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| Cause you’ve been travelling in so many universes and you manifest here
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| It’s difficult to see who you are
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| Brother I didn’t realize that you were talking to me until you broke that bread
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| and I saw that you were
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| Where have you been that you don’t know what’s been going on here in Jerusalem
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| Haven’t you heard, haven’t you heard about the Nazarene, you know
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| We thought we were gonna set Israel free |