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The Tragically Hip - Trickle Down lyrics
afternoon, see a guy with rubies on his head and he's shifting like shifting like he was dead and he's hearing something, she never said on his way back home, under his bed when the weight comes down when the weight comes down in the night there's a girl who doesn't mind her ragged sleeves knowing someone soon is gonna grieve and a man he tells her a story, she just don't believe called, |
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