Eyes obscured, by those bangs
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Sun is shielded, by your shades
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Kick it on the corner
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Leather coat and safety pins
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You got some ? news
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And you smoke your ? cools
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And it's 1977
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You were rocking out of town
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Will last night ring in your ears?
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(With last night ringing in your ears)
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Kids are hopped up now
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They are ready to go
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In this burned out, shell of a place
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Eveyone, everybody, hustles around
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They were looking for that faraway/fiery court
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To make this troubled sound
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You were rocking out of town
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Will last night ring in your ears?
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(With last night ringing in your ears)
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Kids are hopped up now
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They are ready to go
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You said they'd hate you first
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But now they're coming 'round
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You said you were a curse
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But now your look has changed.
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Intelligence
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And You Will Know Us by the Trail of Dead |