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FARMER IN THE CITY
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(Remembering Pasolini)
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(Engel)
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Do i hear
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i'll give you
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Do i hear
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i'll give you
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This night you
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are mistaken
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i'm a farmer
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in the city
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Dark farm
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houses
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against the
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sky
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Every night
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i must wonder why
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Harness on the
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left nail keeps
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wrinkling wrinkling
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Then higher above
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me - e e so o
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e e e so o o
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Can't go by
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a man from
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Rio
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Can't go by
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a man from
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Vigo
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Can't go by
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a man from
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Ostia
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Hey Ninetto
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Remember that
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dream
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we talked about
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it
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so many times
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Do i hear
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i'll give you
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Do i hear
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i'll give you
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And if i'm not
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mistaken
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We can search
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from farm to
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farm
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Dark farm houses
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against our eyes
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Every night i
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must realize
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Harness on the
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left nail
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keeps withering withering
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Then higher above
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me e e so o
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e e e so o o
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Can't go by
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a man in
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this shirt
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Can't go by
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a man in
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that shirt
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Can't go by
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a man with brain
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grass
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go by his long
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long eye
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gas
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And i used
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to be a
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citizen
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i never felt
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the pressure
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i knew nothing
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of the horses
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Nothing of the
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thresher
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Paulo
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take me with
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you
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it was the
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journey of
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a life
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Do i hear
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21
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i'll give you
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Do i hear
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i'll give you
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FARMER IN THE CITY
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| Scott Walker |
