| Some spooky cowboy voodoo what did you do on the plain?
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| Marlboro man is decomposing got Jack Daniels on the brain
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| All the fatal hesitation in opening the files
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| Incidental caterwauling of the lord of the flies
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| Some neat holistic vision deft incisions sliced around
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| There’s a different city showing now the weather’s broken down
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| A little nuclear friction upending all the lies
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| Got sunburst and distortion on these unsceptred isles
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| When the half-light starts to rise
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| And the long gone come back again
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| After the shortcuts and the highs
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| Comes the pain
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| And the rain and the rain and the rain
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| And the rain and the rain and the rain
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| Some hokey-cokey money sweet as honey nothing found
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| There’s a Bitcoin river rising the dam is coming down
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| A hint of degradation hanging on a sigh
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| Now slogans and perversions just don’t raise a smile
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| As the deep force evolves a form
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| When the dead loss outweighs the gain
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| Inside the cold eye of the storm
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| Hides the shame
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| And the rain and the rain and the rain
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| And the rain and the rain and the rain
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| And the rain
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| And the rain keeps falling
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| And the rain
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| And the rain keeps falling
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| And the rain
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| And the rain keeps falling
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| And the rain
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| And the rain keeps falling…
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| When the half-light starts to rise
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| And the long gone come back again
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| After the shortcuts and the highs
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| Comes the pain
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| And the rain and the rain and the rain
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| And the rain and the rain and the rain
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| And the rain and the rain and the rain
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| And the rain and the rain and the rain |