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Junkyard Blues

Broken down relations, beaten up guitars

Making one last appearance in a heap of old cars

Brambles and weeds flourishing amongst

Lines of empty bottles and rambling drunksJunkyard blues sounds familiar

I'm never alone

Always remind me of homeOnce of a dozen covered with stains

Blistered and stinking was all that remained

Cannibalized machines, mysterious bones

Unwanted contents of anonymous homesThose junkyard blues sounds familiar

Take me back

Always remind me of homeMangy old dog scratching in the dust

Burned out Mercedes surrendering to rust

All this stuff was good for something

But here it is now, good for nothingJunkyard blues sounds familiar

I'm never alone

Always remind me of home

Songwriters

ROGER GLOVER, IAN GILLAN, STEVE MORSE, DONALD SMITH AIREY, IAN PAICEPublished by

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