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they shot a movie once, in my hometowneverybody was in it, from miles aroundout at the speedway, some kind of Elvis thingwell I ain’t no movie starbut I can get behind anythingyeah I can get behind anything get it out, get it all outyeah stretch that thingmake it last, make it lastat least until the

Well I think that there’s a problem hereher voice just don’t sound rightleft a message on the answering machinesaid, "I’m back in town tonight"I feel I’ve stepped out of the wildernessall squint-eyed and confusedbut even babies raised by wolvesthey know exactly when they’ve been used see when it starts to fall apartit really falls apartlike

well its 7:00 AM and she woke by the radioyeah she rolled on over said, "where did my man go?"she’s been a gunslinger’s wife all her lifenow she fights when she’s ablefor the sake of the kids when the knife’s at their necks in the cradleshe screams I’ll believe in you or I’ll be leaving

orn a queen up on her side, and she felt it too.there’s a lot you can see when there’s nothing to doshe got down on her knees and she dug herself outslipping to the east side and prancing about. learn a language baby, it’s that kind of placelow card is hunger and high card is

ourbon blues on the street, loose and completeunder skies all smoky blue-greenI can’t forsake a Dixie dead-shakeso we danced the sidewalk cleanmy memory is muddy. what’s this river that I’m in?New Orleans is sinking man, and I don’t wanna swim Colonel Tom, what’s wrong? what’s going on?you can’t tie yourself up for a dealhe said