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I’ve got a thousand movies of these same mistakes

Tell me what is this for

A little snap in the bedrock shaking my window pane

It’s a true story, as much as I see

By these little cigarette stars

And cellophane

 

Give away my things in town

Burn the roadmaps

Never going to go back there

Something evil hunkered down

On my doorstep

Never going to go back there

No never going to go back there

 

And don’t that crow taste good with that cold  champagne

And don’t that crow taste good with that cold champagne

All songs © Greg Copeland / Nel Mezzo Music .  All rights reserved
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