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Jets to Brazil - Chinatown lyrics
Candle is blue could see me through i'm color blind you tell me its blue i'm a believer so why i'm blind live on the freeway listen to signs and we drive by fields be a believer, believe everything you'll be right half the time. Candle is waxing takes my appartment now bask in its magic all of the firefighters put out my fires took all my matches staying up later waking up old and i'm leaving her never ordering in all friends and lovers and we're making our weather with a lone like boat. I'm tired of fighting so i'll demolish thats the way some make exhaustion the mode of expression and thats the way i'm just a question knowing my answer hope i'm wrong I know the answer its 4 in the morning i'm right again i'm Chinatown. Now in a hurry rubbing up urgentto get home to doc, was my miss mistress messed up my mattress I missed the catch last of the pictures catfish done hunting hairy lunch most of the killers never get famous and its hard on everyone. I'm tired of fighting (6x) so i'll demolish thats the way some make exhaustion the mode of expression and thats the way i'm just a question knowing my answer hope i'm wrong I know the answer its 4 in the morning i'm right again i'm Chinatown. |
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