Well you know your time has come and you're sorry for what you've done
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You should've never have been playing with a gun
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In those Complicated Shadows
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Well there's a line that you must toe
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and it'll soon be time to go
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but it's darker than you know in those Complicated Shadows
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All you gangsters and rude clowns
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Who were shooting up the town
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When you should have found someone to put the blame on
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Though the fury's hot and hard
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I still see that cold graveyard
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There's a solitary stone that's got your name on
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You don't have to take it from me
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But I know what I spake
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You think you're like iron and steel
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But iron and steel will bend and break
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In those Complicated Shadows
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Go!
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Sometimes justice you will find
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Is just dumb not colour-blind
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And your poor shattered mind can't take it all in
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All those phantoms and those shades
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Should Jump up on Judgement Day
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And say to the Almighty "I'm still stinking of sin"
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But the jury was dismissed
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Took his neck and they give it a twist
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So you see you won't be missed in those Complicated Shadows
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You can say just what you like in a voice like a John Ford film
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Take the law into your hands
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You will soon get tired of killing
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In those Complicated Shadows
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Complicated Shadows
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Complicated Shadows
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Complicated Shadows
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Go!
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Complicated Shadows
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| Elvis Costello |
