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I?e got a rifle on my back
Swinging past the birch trees.
Well I set of a bomb way back there.
I don? care about nobody but me.
ÌÔoz I ain? slack.
Ran back home and drunk all the wine.
Well I stole a bottle for myself.
With insects crawling in my hair.
The trees are black and I don? care.
ÌÔoz I ain? slack
rescued a cat from a tree.
Its fur was all caked in dirt
But I killed it dead for liking me.
Yeah I stole a car and drove to town.
Well I ain? slack

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Slack
Turin Brakes



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