Peace and love - a phoney kind of blubber
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My instincts tell me to crash
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You've got salt emissions and you know how to use them
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I somesow think this won't last
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So I'm moving south
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To the great unknown
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Yeah I'm moving south
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Where the head unloads
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You've got a reason
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Some funky little demons
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Telling me that life is a gas
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You're a deconstruction a euphemism nothing
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Motown gives it a blast
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So I'm moving south
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To the great unknown
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Yeah I'm going south
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Where the head unloads
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Called my brother - he said I need a lawyer
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And my life is sinking at best
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Called my brother - he said I've just become
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A moaner who lives in the past
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You've got a vision
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Some funky little 'isms
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Telling me that life is a gas
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Your misconception is a pitiful expression
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It's something I'll never possess
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So I'm moving south
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To the great unknown
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Yeah I'm moving south
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Where the head unloads
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Peace and love - a phoney kind of blubber
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My instincts tell me to crash
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You've got salt emissions and you know how to use them
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I somesow think this won't last
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So I'm moving south
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To the great unknown
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Yeah I'm moving south
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Where the head unloads
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(Allen, Gray, Cox)
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Bass: Dave Curtis.
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Percussion Programming: Robin Brown, Drostan Madden, Apollo 440.
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Dobro Guitar: Noko.
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Backing Vocals: Claudia Fontaine.
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Engineered: Drostan Madden, Andy Kowalski.
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Going South
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| The Wolfgang Press |
