I grew up in a seaside town where the devil lives.
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Bonfire lights in the woods at night set to be afraid.
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Down the street past the sweet shop, kids dipped in angel dust
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Up the block crooked cops always look the other way
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Took my board away
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Call it confiscate
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Under a rotting log in them woods, salamandas live.
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They never have any trouble finding their own kind in the spingtime
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I know its true you'd be happier with somebody else
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Tripping over the logs in the woods in your own time
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In the meantime
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I am your time
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Just tryin to talk to you straight again
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Why would you listen to me?
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I went from listening to lightning
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To running from thunder
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From getting my ass kicked, to running for cover
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You say you'll never be lonely
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I don't think you can know me
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Cos we're no good for each other
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we'll both know that when its over
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Under this happy smile on my face there's an angry boy
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all he wants is to win fist fights that he lost in high school
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I know that angry boys do not grown up lovers make
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I promise he will be quiet long enough for
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you to fall for
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Baby run away
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Just tryin to talk to him straight again
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He'll never listen to me
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We went from listening to lightning, to running from thunder
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From getting our ass kicked, to running for covers
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You'll say you'll never be lone....
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Maybe its the drugs and the alchol talking
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Maybe its your neighbour and the shoes that he was walking
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Maybe its the empty promise of tomorrow
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Suspect it was the hippies and the money that they borrowed
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Maybe theres no Jesus here to save us from the devil
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Maybe we're just like Roman we can blame the Heavy Metal
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Maybe building suburbs wasn't such a good idea
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Maybe this is the condition of being stupid human beings
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Who think its possible to listen to lightning?
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You say you'll never be lonely, then I don't think you can know me
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'Cos we're no good for each other
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We'll both know that when its over.
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I know it sounds like the same damn tune, but its somebody elses song.
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And if we're talking about...
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I'll give you the lame excuse I'm gonna do what my father did
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Baby if that's all we got, baby we don't deserve this.
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From Listening To Lightning
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| Wheatus |
