Twelve men broke loose in '73From millhaven maximum securityTwelve pictures
First we'd climb a tree and maybe then we'd talkOr
Me debunk an American myth?And take my life in my
They shot a movie once in my home townEvery body
Well I thing we got a problem hereOur voices don't
Sled Dogs after dinner close their eyes on their howlin'
Bill Barilko disappeared that summerHe was on a fishing tripThe
The beautiful lull, the dangerous tugWe get to feel small
He said I'm fabulously richC'mon just lets goShe kinda bit
Songwriters: Baker, Robert; Downie, Gord; Fay, John; Langlois, Paul; Sinclair,
Bourbon blues on the street loose and completeUnder skies all
There's not a breath of air tonight.I got my windows
I could make you scared if I want me toI'm
Instructions from the manual could no have been more plainThe
There She Blows, Jacque CousteauHear her sing so sweat and
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