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Artist: The Falcon Album: God Don'T Make No Trash -Or- Up Your Ass With Broken Glass Song: Feed The Monkey, Drown The Worm -or- Goin' Home Translated title:
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I'm thirsty, oh lord, i'm so thirsty Pour 'em and lay me on down I'm thirsty, oh lord, i'm so thirsty Pour 'em and lay me on down.
There's nothing but windmills and smokestacks As far as these two eyes can see My world is crammed into this backpack Sleep don't come easy to me. Man, I gotta get back to the city And get back to poundin' that beat This long list of failures ain't pretty The smell of these trees ain't that sweet. Fuck all that's happened before this I'll do all my looking ahead I'll do all my living and drinking And sleep if off after i'm dead.
These are the last days of disco, the final farewell
The fiddle is playing, that's the fire you smell.
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