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By The Gun Club, I may be
just like Bill
I'm up on the hill
and I
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By The Gun Club, I can feel the filth is coming
I can see it
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By The Gun Club, I thought I heard you
in my room last night
lonely lemur
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By The Gun Club, You blew me out
South and Texas too
I made love to
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By The Gun Club, Bill Bailey
Won't you come on home tonight?
Bill Bailey
Won't you come
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By The Gun Club, Three feet of gravity -
pulling lengthwise, rip me up
Stars dissolve
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By The Gun Club, I'm movin' on the black train
The night it beats me
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By The Gun Club, Why do you keep me way underground?
My sight is dying
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By The Gun Club, Come down to the willow garden with me
Come go with
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By The Gun Club, I ask for water, and she gave me gasoline
I ask
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By The Gun Club, Everybody always liked Johnny's mother
Everybody always thought that she was
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By The Gun Club, I take you
I rape you
get in the car
you're going with
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By The Gun Club, She was frozen
her light would not see the day
I walked
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By The Gun Club, Your bus just broke down
must have been 12th and A
you
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By The Gun Club, Snow cuts loose from the frozen
Until it joins with the
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By The Gun Club, Well, this is what I've never told you
yes, we are
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By The Gun Club, I can see clearly from my diamond eyes
I'm going to
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By The Gun Club, Underneath where finds me
all the brothers are gone
I can see
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By The Gun Club, You look just like an Elvis from hell
My heart is
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By The Gun Club, It's cloudy in the west, it looks like rain
My eyes
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By The Gun Club, My hotel is blue
beautiful ocean blue,
paint melting off the walls
and
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By The Gun Club, Look what's been done, John
It's coming out of the east
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By The Gun Club, If you din't look
you won't know
that outside it's not 4
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By The Gun Club, We used to be forever partners
we swore we'd never separate
oh,
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By The Gun Club, Winter on the Americas
catch you in the snow winter's day
who
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By The Gun Club, A truck flashed at me alone
one eye and still
I've mountains
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By The Gun Club, That line don't make it here no more
nothing reanimates the
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By The Gun Club, I am like Jack, I am from southern land
I'm holding
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By The Gun Club, Well, John Hardy was a vicious little man
He carried two
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By The Gun Club, Kamata City shining
smokestack city lightning
you're frightened
now, we must embrace
like I