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We grew up in the country
In a four-room corn silo
Now we live downtown
It's really loud

The drills, the traffic
Hot dogs and ice cream cones
Everybody's growing fast
Like wolfman Jones

Rise, fall (down again)
Rise, fall (ahh)

I'm going back to bed
Turning off my head
I'm braindead

Rise, fall (down again)
Rise, fall (down again)
Rise, fall (down again)
Rise, fall (down again)
Rise, fall (down again)
We grew up in the country   In a four-room corn silo   Now we live downtown   It's really loud      The drills, the traffic   Hot dogs and ice cream cones   Everybody's growing fast   Like wolfman Jones      Rise, fall (down again)   Rise, fall (ahh)      I'm going back to bed   Turning off my head   I'm braindead      Rise, fall (down again)   Rise, fall (down again)   Rise, fall (down again)   Rise, fall (down again)   Rise, fall (down again)