Drinking curdled milk from a silver cup
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Watching all the boys waiting for the plan to erupt
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You can talk all you like when you're down on your luck
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And you're looking for a reason to run
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Down and out in Canaan
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On a cloudy day you can see the sun
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Down and out in Canaan
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Nobody's gonna' ever give you reason to run
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Love is never so wise as it is when it's crossed
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Like an angry wind stirring up a handful of dust
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Turning water from wine, mixing gold into rust
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Painting justice in the wake of the sun
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Close the bitter page with a sour look
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Cast a callous eye around you at the pictures you took
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Live your life in a line, leave your love in a book
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Hang your money on the tip of your tongue
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Down And Out In Canaan
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Wild Strawberries |