| Brute Force and Ignorance
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| Just hit town
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| Looking like survivors
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| From the Lost and Found
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| Brute Force and Ignorance
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| Have come to play
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| A one-night stand at eight o`clock
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| Then they`ll be on their way
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| This old town`s exploding
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| And the mayor`s uptight
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| He`d like to make it to the show
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| But he knows it`s not his night
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| He`s got to be beholding
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| To his legal spouse
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| But she`s put the thumbscrews on him
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| And snuck out of the house
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| There she goes
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| The picture on the poster
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| Raised an eyebrow or two
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| At fifty-five to seven
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| Lord, you should`ve seen the queue
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| City slick and country hick
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| They came one and all
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| The traffic-light girl and the downhome kids
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| Assembled in the hall
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| Brute Force and Ignorance
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| Yes, that`s the name
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| The young folks gonna miss them
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| Now they`ve gone away
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| Well, the show got so crazy
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| Today they took the billboard down
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| I`ll never forget the scene last night
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| When the band was escorted out of town
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| This little town`s back in slow motion
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| I`m sad to say
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| After the confusion
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| It`ll never be the same
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| Well, I took a walk down Main Street
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| Just to pass the time
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| And I could hear that music
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| Still rolling through my mind
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| Brute Force and Ignorance
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| They sure hit town
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| And if you want to find them, buddy
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| They`re down at the Lost and Found |