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Someone took in pants
painted over paint
Painted
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
they passed and in the morning light
You hold that tight
You put it out
But I put it out

My shook, down and out
got the blisters of the world
new
I name the book you
So look up and watch the lens
When the risers

it down, song is sacred
And brother, you're a and you're right at home
And in the light
I'll hold my ashtray
I could it down
And you can't take it

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