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Men doing men thing times
Chewing candy and tabacco lines
Drinkin heart puned pints
Tossing nikels and dimesTheir lookin for an exit signs
Their lookin for a lucky night
The darken and boring ryhmes
Damn their keeping up old timesMy teacher died, even the frying pan cried,
Rain fell slowly according to caslte-time,
I was only nineI lookin for an exit signs
I was lookin for a lucky night
And my darken and boring ryhmes
Well face it were living in war timesLets cry about you
Lets cry about you, you can't
Cry about youDon't be embaressed
I'won't laugh at youThe river flows north and wines
Travelling south you head wind time
The passers by are not kind
But the sky is sublimeYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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