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Calexico - Service And Repair
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On the outskirts of expansion, looking out from Blueprint peak
The flow is flooding of urban settlers panning through rivers running dry.
Numbers roll on in, smiling a lottery grin, a sadness blurs the eye...
It's just a matter of time in they're moving on
It's just a matter of time before they're moving on
Doesn't take much time for plans to go wrong
and chase another ghost of a chance.
In the shadow of chain-store ghost towns
where no one walks the streets at night,
the silent nation hooked on medication,
stares into a blue flickering light.
the young drift off alone
and the old are whisked away
and prospects keep looking up,
but the line is getting long on the lost highway,
the line's getting longer on the lost highway
Doesn't take much time for plans to go astray
and chase another ghost of a chance
They say deep down inside, lie properties of a healing
kind,
If so it'd better come around soon
and do a little bit of service and repair
do a little bit of service and repair
do a little more service and repair
Doesn't take much time for plans to change
and offer up another chance
for a little bit more service and repair
do a little bit more service and repair
Doesn't take much time for plans to change
and offer up another chance
at sewing the dream better suited for both soul and
soil.
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Anastacia : I do
Who are they anyway
With their sticks and stones
Don't they know that we know?
There's a chill within their bones
They blame and they mame
Make us feel so cold inside
But they cannot take us there cause we will fight
I think the-
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world's gone crazy
I think the world's gone crazy
I think the world's gone crazy
I think the world's gone crazy
Chorus:
Who wants a love without anger and rage?
I do
Who wants a world where a kid can be safe?
I do
Who-
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wants to pray for the end of the pain
For the calm at the end of the day
Where there's not always more of the same
I do
Wanna breathe
Wanna move
and not ever feel afraid
Wanna live in a place
Where the truth still find....
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