| Isn’t it strange meeting you here
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| Two old friends
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| Just sitting down quietly drinking a beer
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| But knowing your past the way that I do After all this time I’m surprised
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| You’d even come to this rendezvous
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| They say you went and moved across the border
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| So it’s hard to believe
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| That you’re sitting here with me tonight
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| I know you’re on the run, you shouldn’t be here
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| But do you feel the fear
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| When you meet an old friend and the enemy’s near
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| It’s strange we always go to church on Sundays
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| After getting right out of it on a Saturday night
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| And if we stay here too long, I know that we’ll quarrel
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| And end up having a fight
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| Just a couple of losers putting the world to right
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| Just two people having a beer
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| But on either side there is so much anger
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| And so much fear
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| Just two people trying to get by But we’re torn apart
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| Because of different pressures
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| From different sides
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| I hear you’re on the run from law and order
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| But you had to show up
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| 'Cos you knew it was a matter of pride
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| But beliefs aside, religion apart
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| Did you ever think about all the suffering you caused
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| And all the broken hearts?
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| The word is out that you are the informer
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| Who gave me away without so much as a fight
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| So be a good friend
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| And let me take you quietly without a fight
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| I’ll be the one who’s
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| Gonna take you home tonight
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| I’ll be the one who’s
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| Gonna take you home tonight |