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Someone in these pants
Somebody painted over
wood
And where he stood, no one
It's said he's sitting now
In the churning

Well, I've saints, but remember
That I forgot to flag 'em
When they passed and in the light
You hold ashtray tight
You put it out
But I put it out

My hands shook, and out
I've got the of the world
new
I name the after you
So look up and watch the camera
the risers fade

Slow it down, is sacred
And brother, you're a hunter and right at home
And in the light
I'll my ashtray tight
I could it down
And you take it down

Don't expect, expect
Don't expect, don't
expect, don't expect
Don't