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God, The Devil And Bruce Springsteen
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Wil Wagner
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The hotel cleaning lady Is wearing your perfume It lingers in the hallway as she leaves There is air between the pillows And a silence fills the room It sits on clouds of aerosol and potpourri We are flying out to Darwin In the middle of wet season Always found the locals comforting and calming Like a sweaty voice of reason Said that I was gonna miss you In a way we both believed Sat and listened to the future Talked to God, the Devil, and Bruce Springsteen I'm dumb as bricks, and twicе as slow But it's the year of the rat, baby, didn't you know? I'm dumb as bricks, and twicе as slow But it's the year of the rat, baby, didn't you know? In this conglomerate of nothing Filled with the nostalgia of a thousand American cities This culmination of what's coming Set to the endless hum, the beating drum of dirty electricity If we can't make it stop Turn it into something we want Said you wouldn't be picking sides Got "I picked a side, ask me why" Tattooed on the side of your goddamn face I got a mind to break, I wanna break my mind I'm breaking down after getting recognised in the JobSeeker line I can smell a sparkler-bomb residue of the factory floor I don't think like you, because I'm still poor I said that I was going to miss ya In a way that sounded fake Kept my distance the whole winter I didn't want to raise the stakes I'm dumb as bricks, and twice as slow But it's the year of the rat, baby, didn't you know? I'm dumb as bricks, and twice as slow But it's the year of the rat, baby, didn't you know?
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