from Unreleased
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In the mall outside the organ store,
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He plays the Lowry Genie
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And if you'd fake a smile and ask for more,
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He'd tell you that it's easy.
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But don't be fooled by what you see,
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unless you know the truth
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Cause you have seen this man on MTV
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In a band called Wasted Youth.
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Now, for Wasted Youth he sang the lead
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Though all he did was shout
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He used to bang his face down on the keys-every night
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Until he passes out.
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He always wished it could be louder,
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Somehow wilder, somehow more.
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Then he found the most outrageous sound
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In the Lowry organ store
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Now he's so far gone it scares me
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And he used to be my friend....
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Chorus:
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Oh, but he's so far gone, he's so far gone
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He's so gone that he's back again.
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I don't understand, I don't wanna know,
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He's so gone that he's back again
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Now he only wears those rumpled suits
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And the tackiest of ties
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And those broken black framed glasses
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Blur his 20/20 eyes
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In the mall he plays the samba
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It's the ultimate reductionist upsurge
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But it's proof of relativity, I guess
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And that outer space is curved.
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Because he's so far gone it scares me,
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And he used to be my friend....
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Chorus:
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Oh, but he's so far gone, he's so far gone,
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He's so gone that he's back again.
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I don't understand, I don't wanna know,
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(spoken) I said, "hey talk to me, alright?"
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He just said, "it's only 39 dollars a month, Dave..."
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¨Ï David Wilcox, all rights reserved
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So Far Gone
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David Wilcox |