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Just like an elephant memory, he comes and never fades
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she turned his stomach upside down as she played the queen of spades
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They pistol-whipped an outcome tossed a coin and called a draw
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Threw a blanket on a flight of stairs and fasted up his jaw
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We bang to break the drum
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We rub the shine, we shine the light
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We light the fuse, the fuse the powder
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Cause the powder makes it right
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We bang to break the shed
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We shed the skin, we skin the bear
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We bear the fall, we fall the towers
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Cause the towers brings me there
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The petals fall forever on Picadilly Lane
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And the children take their medicine as they stand to watch the rain
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The wagon wheels are made of cheese, the moon is made from grass
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And the wicker drinks the water where the preacher screams for mass
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We bang to break the drum
Am
We rub the shine, we shine the light
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We light the fuse, the fuse the powder
Am
Cause the powder makes it right
Dm
We bang to break the shed
Am
We shed the skin, we skin the bear
Dm
We bear the fall, we fall the towers
Am
Cause the towers brings me there
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Nothing about us is flawless as the sirens in her mind
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He broke apart her diary to +??
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The carnival was sleeping when the doves had gotten free
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The treasure of the secret love is swallowing the key
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We bang to break the drum
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We rub the shine, we shine the light
Dm
We light the fuse, the fuse the powder
Am
Cause the powder makes it right
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We bang to break the shed
Am
We shed the skin, we skin the bear
Dm
We bear the fall, we fall the towers
Am
Cause the towers brings me there
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The dead are all we have to set the worthiness of life
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The angels smoke about the bridges sharpening the knife
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The sedum was a sucker-punch from Michael to the Pope
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The anti-mute wear muzzles and a necklace cut from rope
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We bang to break the drum
Am
We rub the shine, we shine the light
Dm
We light the fuse, the fuse the powder
Am
Cause the powder makes it right
Dm
We bang to break the shed
Am
We shed the skin, we skin the bear
Dm
We bear the fall, we fall the towers
Am
Cause the towers brings me there
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The Amish are patrolling over under angry stars
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To the pilgrimage is set by men who stroke guitars
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The moon upon the caravan is driving thunderheads
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While the painter sings about his blues and chokes upon his red
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We bang to break the drum
Am
We rub the shine, we shine the light
Dm
We light the fuse, the fuse the powder
Am
Cause the powder makes it right
Dm
We bang to break the shed
Am
We shed the skin, we skin the bear
Dm
We bear the fall, we fall the towers
Am
Cause the towers brings me there