Well you walk like I thought you¡¯d walk
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And you talk like I thought you¡¯d talk
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Broken glass, lips to ass, the stars up in the sky
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I¡¯m like that one about a priest who walks in bar, orders a drink
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And then finds God all in savage company
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Well smile
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Cruelty free, well heavens me, I never thought I¡¯d see the day [x2]
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I¡¯ve had it coming...
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Well you work a job, you hate your job
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You go home and you wonder
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¡°What am I going to do about my job?
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It pays the bills, the bills add up¡±
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So you go to bed and dream
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You wake up hung over on a beach in the sunshine
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And you walk into the sea like nothing¡¯s ever been
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Yeah you wade into the sea until you can feel the planet humming
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Yeah you sink into the sea and find out that you can breathe
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Yeah you sink into the sea and find out at last
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You¡¯ve have it coming...
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We¡¯ve had it coming...
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Had It Coming
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| Matthew Good Band |
