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Tell me where the blood red river runs |
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From my back door to the rising sun |
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On again away till dawn never straight |
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And way too long I weighed the trees |
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And hills on scales the zig-zag lightning |
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And killer whales silver clouds reflected in deep |
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I don't measure up I don't measure up |
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Red water's boiling the wind will blow it |
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Halfway 'cross the ocean the wind will blow it |
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Red water's boiling the wind will blow it |
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Halfway 'cross the ocean the wind will blow it |
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I am a liar I rage on paper a piece of string could only do better |
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Been talking for years it's hard to remember |
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A piece of string could only do better |
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Tell me where the blood red river runs from my back door |
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To the rising sun on again away till dawn never straight |
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And way too long way too long way too long way too long |
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Red water's boiling the wind will blow it |
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Red water's boiling the wind will blow it |
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Red water's boiling the wind will blow it |
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Red water's boiling the wind will blow |