| Piston racing, thunder tracing
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| Banshee wails in the desert, take hold
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| Young boy falling, young wives crying
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| Send a warning, night is coming to the plains
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| Oh, little big man, yeah little big man
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| Oh, little big man, you aren’t so tall
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| Oh, little big man, yeah little big man
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| Oh, little big man, you’re gonna fall
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| Desert is bleeding, vultures are eating
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| Send a fire, light a fire in the sky
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| Young boys falling, young wives crying
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| Send a warning, night man coming over the hills
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| Repeat chorus
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| Did the devil take you when you were young, son?
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| Did the devil make you, take you for his own sweet lord?
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| Did the devil want you, want you for the ride?
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| Did the devil make you run a mile?
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| Run mile (? forests stale?)
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| Repeat chorus (fading away) |