| It was lost in a sound like this
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| Of times his mind told himself was bliss
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| Acoustical lullabies with all hell going on inside
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| It was a trench-coat top hat shotgun dog down day
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| It was a sound a bit like this
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| Trashy & blue with a blaggard’s hiss
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| Talking about gits love today
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| In a strung up hang dog head fuck quick buck way
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| Packed up and I headed East
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| Headed for the Belly of the Beast
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| But within a Bangkok’s half hour
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| I was way laid by a lower power
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| It was a smacked up cracked up bone shot smacked down day
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| Don’t know if I can go on
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| Making no sense songs
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| Don’t know if this is forever
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| It sometimes feels like forever
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| Forever in a dog down day
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| It was found in a state like this
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| By town and hammered up and a bloodied fist
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| His heart was broke but he got the jist
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| Get he can’t carry on like this
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| It was a blackjack, paddywhack, stick a brother in the back day
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| Back in London’s grey-scotch mist
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| Staring up at my therapist
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| He says pound for pound, blow for blow
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| You’re the most messed-up motherfucker I know
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| It was a 12 step bus fare knock down daycare day
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| Makes no odds that you’re there
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| Makes no odds that you care
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| Makes no odds anymore
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| Forever in a dog down
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| Forever in a dog down day
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| Don’t know if I can go on
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| Making no sense songs
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| Forever in a dog down day
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| Is this failing?
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| Supposed to be plain sailing
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| Don’t fade away
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| Don’t fade away
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| Glory Hallelujah day!
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| Glory Hallelujah day! |