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I was called to scene around a quarter to midnight |
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It was a mass confusion in the merciless moonlight |
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The streets were bloody red and the body was dead pale (yeah) |
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And he cried to the music like a hammer with no nails |
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A hammer with no nails |
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This poor guy he was out for the hot sight |
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When he stumbled 'cross the road and got caught in the headlights |
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These sweet hands left all to their own pain |
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And he cried to the music like sweat in the rain |
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Sweat in the rain |
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Signs all point in the same direction ohh |
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How can it be? |
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And what does it mean? |
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Signs all point in the same direction ohh |
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How can it be? |
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And what does it mean? |
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You get back to the hotel and count your cash |
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And then you throw your bloody songs in the trash |
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You put lipstick on your collar and you mess up your sheets |
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And hes cries through the music like glitches in the beat (in the beat, in the beat, in the beat) |
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Signs all point in the same direction ohh |
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How can it be? |
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And what does it mean? |
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We didn't see the signs all point in the same direction ohh |
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How can it be? |
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And what does it mean? |
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The signs all point in the same direction |
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The signs all point in the same direction |
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The signs all point in the same direction |
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The signs all point in the same direction |
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Signs all point in the same direction ohh |
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How can it be? |
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And what does it mean? |