Hello my song, I'll try to sing along
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Once we had words that locked our open doors
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Once we were hard to find, goddamn it's on my mind
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Asleep in a chair, so common it's calming
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You don't have to dig for treasure, there's nothing more
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If you decide to dig forever, it's gonna get obvious
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Talking shop with the strangler, licking your wounds on city streets
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It's wrong
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Watch those war time habits, they're hard to break
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Walls that hide the rifles are hard to make
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This could be the life for a while, for a minute's time
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A holiday is making years in a minute's time
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In a million we'll still be here
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Fuel for rockets, friend of fossils
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Turn away and don't complain
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You don't have to dig for treasure
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There's nothing more
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There’s Nothing More
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| Jonny Classic & The Classic Johns |
