Silver Lake
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With the fakes
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I¡¯ve got nothing but old things
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To display
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By the bay
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Old jeans and your gold rings
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How¡¯s your faith
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My mistake,
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I thought you¡¯d grow to good things
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To be safe
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You were late
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You missed everything I¡¯ve seen
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Life is too rich
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To waste it waiting around for you
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Silver Lake
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With the fakes
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I¡¯ve got nothing but old things
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Can you take
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How I ache
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And make songs that the girls sing?
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Does it shake
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You awake
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When you see what the job brings?
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Anyway
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My mistake
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You spin straw into gold strings
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Life is too rich
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To waste it waiting around for you
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Life is too rich
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To waste it waiting around for you
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Whatever you want to do
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Silverlake
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| The New Amsterdams |
