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(Ian Hunter) |
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Just done some living - still got the pain. |
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Ain't done much giving - just my name |
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Ride on my son, that cold steel rail. |
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Still following you, oh lord |
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I wanna try and lose this iron bail. |
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Ride on the sun, ride on the sun, until you break. |
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And the City doctor's - try to see. |
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There's a future - left for me. |
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So I show them the rainbows, they're too colour blind. |
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I'm hard to find, oh lord give me the strength so |
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I can speak. |
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Ride the sun, ride on the sun, until you break. |
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Oh Undertaker - switch off your |
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TV I don't know who's dead - |
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Is it you or is it me |
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For your calculations, |
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Innocent eyes (?) |
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You are in doubt, on lord |
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I'm trying to find out just where |
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I am Ride on the sun, ride on the sun, until |
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I break. |
