| Crazy being back here
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| Driving around this town
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| I can’t tell if I wanna build a shrine
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| Or just burn it to the ground
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| Just burn it to the ground
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| Turn left of Trickle
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| Drove by the old place
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| Swore if I could peek inside I’d find us
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| Breaking bread and saying grace
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| I had to drive away
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| Cause everyone around here now’s a stranger
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| They don’t know they walk on sacred ground
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| Yeah, they can’t see what I can see
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| These apparition memories still talking
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| Still walking around, living in a ghost town
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| Living in a ghost town
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| Well, I broke Jenny’s heart in that Walmart parking lot
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| There’s where and Joe would go get stoned
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| Behind that Texaco truck stop
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| Till his mama called the cops
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| There’s a bell ringing
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| From the church that saved my soul
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| And I saw Tommy’s name on the marque
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| Down in Martin’s pool hall
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| He’s still dreaming rock and roll
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| And everyone around here now’s a stranger
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| They don’t know they walk on sacred ground
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| Yeah, they can’t see what I can see
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| These apparition memories
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| They walk right through their bodies like a cloud
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| They’re living in a ghost town, living in a ghost town
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| There’s the
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| An amplifier and an electric guitar
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| My father taught me «Stairway»
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| And I climbed it all the way up to the stars
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| Up to the stars
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| And everyone around here now’s a stranger
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| They don’t know they walk on sacred ground
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| Yeah, they can’t see what I can see
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| These apparition memories still talking
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| Still walking around, they’re living in a ghost town
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| Living in a ghost town, they’re living in a ghost town
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| Who’s that living in my ghost town, yeah |