Mind your step as you make your way
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Through the church in to this world of sand
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Picture an angle with a cigarette burnin
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With a long slow drag
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She welcomes you in where you¡¯ll be
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Dancing in the low light
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Sweat dripping down like a dew
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Scratchin metal and a cry and moan
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Riding in a bottle in the back of a room
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Fire, fire from the inside
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Rhythm, like a hurricane rain
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Mercy, comes after midnight
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While you¡¯re washing me down with the sound of your National Steel
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Took its smile on a wild rose
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Born in the heat of the south
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Your kisses they went to my head like a whiskey
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She was a bootlegged love with her stockings rolled down
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People cried to cry as a wolf starts to howl, howled like a midnight train
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Roll on, roll on, rolled like a river
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A shot of burning silver pounding through my feet like fire
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Fire, fire from the inside
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Rhythm like a hurricane rain
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Mercy, comes after midnight
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While you¡¯re washing me down with the sound of your National Steel
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Mind your step as you make your way
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Through the church in to this world of sand
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Picture an angle with a cigarette burnin
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With a long slow drag
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She welcomes you in where you¡¯ll be
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Dancing in the low light
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With the sweat dripping down like a dew
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Scratchin metal with a cry and moan
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And riding in a bottle at the back of the room
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Fire, fire from the inside
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Rhythm, like a hurricane rain
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Mercy, comes after midnight
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Wash me down, washin me down,
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Fire, from the inside
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Rhythm, like a hurricane rain
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Mercy, comes after midnight
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Wash me down with the sound of your National Steel
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National Steel
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Hmmm alright
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National Steel
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Colin James |