Standing on the edge
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Of the Hoover Dam
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I'm on the centerline
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Right between two states of mind
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And if the wind from the traffic
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Should blow me away
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From this altitude
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It will come back to you
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And do you know the time
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All that's left of me is slight insanity
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What's on the right I don't know
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If the Mississippi should wash me away
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Down to New Orleans
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Maybe someday in my dreams
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I'd wake feeling the sweat
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From the gulf in my mouth
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On a carousel I can never tell
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My direction home
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Spinning down a hole
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I'm losing all control
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I'm down to the center of the earth
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Covered up with lava and I feel fine
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It washes over me
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Keeps me feeling warm at night
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And if you've made a deal with
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The guy with the horns and the cape
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I'll see you later later
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Standing on the edge
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Of the Hoover Dam
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Standing on the edge
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Of the Hoover Dam I am
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Hoover Dam
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