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Poor Places

It's my father's voice dreaming of

Sailors sailing off in the morning

For the air-conditioned rooms

At the top of the stairsHis jaw's been broken

His bandage is wrapped too tight

His fangs have been pulled

And I really want to see you tonightThere's bourbon on the breath

Of the singer you love so much

He takes all his words from the books

That you don't read anywayHis jaw's been broken

His bandage is wrapped too tight

His fangs have been pulled

And I really want to see you tonightSomeone ties a bow

In my backyard to show me love

My voice is climbing walls

Smoking and I want loveMy jaw's been broken

My heart is wrapped in ice

My fangs have been pulled

And I really want to see you tonightAnd it makes no difference to me

How they cried all over overseas

When it's hot in the poor places tonight

I'm not going outsideThey cried all over overseas

It makes no difference to me

When it's hot in the poor places tonight

I'm not going outsideIt's hot in the poor places tonight

I'm not going outside

I'm not going outside

I'm not going outside

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