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Hey fellas have you heard the news? Oh yeah The women in this town are being missused Oh yeah Yeah I seen it all in my dreams last night Oh yeah Girls leaving this town cuse they don´t treat em

Cold wind blows on the soles of my feet Heaven knows nothing of me I´m lost nowhere to go Oh when I was a kid oh how magic it seemed Oh please let me sleep it´s Christmas time Flowered winds

You´re always saying that there´s something wrong I´m starting to believe it´s you´re plan all along Death came around, forced to hear it´s song And know tomorrow cant be depended on Seen the home inside your head All locked doors

I’ve used hammers made out of wood I have played games with pieces and rules I undeciphered tricks at the bar, but now you’re gone I haven’t figured out why I’ve come up with riddles and jokes about war I

Clouds roll by Reeling is what they say Or is it just my way? Wind blows by, Low light Sidetracked, low light Can’t see my tracks, Your scent-way back Can I be here all alone? Clear a path to my

Drive down the street, can’t find the keys to my own fucking home I take a walk so I could curse my ass for being dumb I make a right after the arches, stinking grease and bone Stop at the

You’ll be going out with radio Going out with disco Going out like bacchanal I’ll be going out with telephone Going out alone To the radar zone It’s all just inadvertent imitation and I don’t mean mine It’s all across

Sliding out of reverse into drive, this Wheel will be turning right, then straight Off in the sunset she’ll ride She can remember a time denied, stood by Side of the road, spilled like wine, now She’s out on her

Here’s a token of my openness Of my need to not disappear How I’m feeling, so revealing to me I found my mind too clear I just need someone to be there for me I just want someone to be

Don’t feel like home he’s a little out and all these words elope it’s nothing like your poem Putting in, inputting in don’t feel like methadone a scratching voice all alone it’s nothing like your baritone It’s nothing as it

Know a man, his face seemed pulled and tense Like he’s riding on a motorbike in the strongest winds So I approach with tact, suggest that he should relax But he’s always moving much too fast Said he’ll see me

Why deny all the troubles when combined With the missing links it don´t feel like home now That your gone all the troubles suddenly explained infinitum You´re always wishing and never here at home You all the dreams we shared

Talk of circles and punching out Looking in, drawing circles down Falling up the south marking ground Talking out of turn, drawing circles down Like Pilate, I have a dog Like Pilate, I have a dog Walks me out of

Do you see the way that tree bends? Does it inspire? Leaning out to catch the sun’s rays a lesson to be applied Are you getting something out of this all-encompassing trip? You can spend your time alone Redigesting past