| Slow
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| I’m gonna settle down slow
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| Down to the hum of electric life and soul
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| Faith
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| In my hands to trade
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| But for the word and
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| The light of a bitter saint
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| And you can get me work?
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| But I can’t work for free
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| I’ve got a room downtown
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| With a bed and a big TV
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| If you can raise a star
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| From garbage on the street
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| Then you can make a modern life
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| For a modern girl to lead
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| Alone, I feel alone
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| When I’m living in a building
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| Like a tooth at heaven’s throat
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| True, it’s a beautiful view
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| But you know they’re gonna set it on fire
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| When they feel like something new
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| And you can get me work?
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| But I can’t work for free
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| I’ve got a room downtown
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| With a bed and a big TV
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| If you can raise a star
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| From garbage on the street
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| Then you can make a modern life
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| For a modern girl to lead
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| But why can’t anything be real?
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| Emotion like the movies feel…
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| A pill to break the drone of reverie…
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| So bring me to the hand of fate
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| The river or the new arcade
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| So I can wash the empty hour away
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| But why can’t anything be real?
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| Emotion like the movies feel…
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| So bring me to the hand of fate
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| The river or the new arcade
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| And you can get me work?
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| But I can’t work for free
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| I’ve got a room downtown
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| With a bed and a big TV
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| If you can raise a star
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| From garbage on the street
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| Then you can make a modern life
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| For a modern girl to lead
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| Cos I’m living in a room downtown
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| With a bed and a big TV |