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By David Byrne, There are no angels left in America anymore
They left after
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By David Byrne, Atom smashers in the cocktail lounge tonight
Opera singers in the
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By David Byrne, Tem
Quem não tem
Ela tem
Diz que tem
Mas também
Nem precisa
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By David Byrne, Now I'm wakin' at the crack of dawn
To send a
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By David Byrne, Window shoppin'
Finger poppin'
Hangin' in our fav'rite shopping mall
Looky looky
A little
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By David Byrne, I'm lazy when I'm lovin', I'm lazy when I play
I'm
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By David Byrne, For millions of years, In millions of homes
A man loved
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By David Byrne, For millions of years, In millions of homes
A man loved
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By David Byrne, "I love America, her secret's safe with me
And I know
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By David Byrne, Look, is this the real thing?
When you caught my eye
How
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By David Byrne, Funky beats, Barrow Street
Walking with your dog
I see you, You
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By David Byrne, A distant car, a quiet night
Like starin' at the ceiling
My
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By David Byrne, "You may think I look sad
But I am just sleeping
It's
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By David Byrne, (mmm…) I can’t find my way around this table,
And I
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By David Byrne, A man sticks his fingers inside of his mouth
The words
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By David Byrne, It's a tiny town, you can hang around with me
It's
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By David Byrne, "Wicked little doll, lovely to look at
Wicked little doll, charming
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By David Byrne, And in the land where I grew up
Into the bosom
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By David Byrne, We're living in a dump
Trying to figure out what sex
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By David Byrne, I'm takin' all your little toys away
You don't have any
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By David Byrne, Peace on earth, soon we will be
Where nothing worries us
Lazy
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By David Byrne, The Western lands
Day turns to Night
Immaterial play of light
It's very
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By David Byrne, There is nothing that is stronger than the feeling that
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By David Byrne, Runnin’ naked, down the state highway
Runnin’ naked, in the middle
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By David Byrne, Gone away
Someone else son’s gone
What a day
For dreaming
Hard hurt heart
The
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By David Byrne, I’m tired of good-byes and burials
Friends I have known
Some I
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By David Byrne, I’m taking back the knowledge
I’m taking back the gentleness
I’m taking
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By David Byrne, Picture this
Bumping lips
Everyone talks
Do a dialogue box
They shake and
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By David Byrne, Little girls go float upstream
Some a’ them never comin’ back
We
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By David Byrne, In national elections
In songs raised on high
With stirring emotions
As tears