The stars and the moon
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Aren't where they're supposed to be
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For the strange electric light
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It falls so close to me
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Love I come to the ride
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I'm not sea sick, rolling wave
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And you know that I am
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Just trying to get out
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Oh the glorious sound
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Oh the one way street
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But you can't get ...
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Can't get it down without crying
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When I'm dressed in white
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Send roses to me
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I drink so much sour whiskey
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I can hardly see
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And everywhere I've been
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There's a world that howls my name
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From the one tiny sting
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To that vacant fame
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Oh the deafening roar
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Remember that's called a one way street
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And you can't get ...
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Can't get it down without crying
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Mysteries aside
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You can't get out
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In a psychotropic light
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You can't get out
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Love I come to the ride
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I'm not sea sick, rolling wave
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As a way that I fall
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Trying to get out
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Oh the glorious sound
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Of the one way street
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And you can't get ...
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Can't get it down without crying
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Oh the deafening roar
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It's called a one way street
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One Way Street
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| Mark Lanegan |
