Got a playbook full of photographs The coffin corner floor Faces hit so out of place Whos going to bother with the score? Were long gone [x2] Used to call you on the telephone When it was on the wall Now we line up neat all down the street And rebel for twice as long Well somethings in a hurry baby Price fixing a storm Watch it come but never run Oh nobody has before Were long gone
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