| Looking for heaven, running through hell again
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| Looks like I got myself in trouble with the boys again
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| The prairie’s on fire, house is in order
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| Ah, it’s so cold like an, like an icebox locked in my head
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| And nowhere to be seen again
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| Well, I’m looking for heaven, running through hell again
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| Looks like I got myself in trouble with the boys again
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| Well, the head of the letter says I can’t do this no more
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| I can’t play like this, I gave you two
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| You gave me no more, yeah, I know
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| I can’t keep going back, but
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| The winds were blowing in
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| Now I’m looking for heaven, running through hell again
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| Looks like I got myself in trouble with the boys again
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| Prairie’s on fire, house is up for sale
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| And the dog are the days
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| And your car won’t start again
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| In my head
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| A wind is blowing, it’s all around
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| The winds are blowing in, the winds are blowing in
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| The winds are blowing and I just get carried away
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| So I bought myself a lottery ticket
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| And I looked outside
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| And the sun was setting
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| In my head
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| There’s a wind, it’s blowing, it’s all around
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| The winds are blowing in
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| The winds are blowing and I just get carried away
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| I need a dog, man
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| I’m looking for
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| Looking for
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| Well, I’m looking for
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| Looking for heaven |