The Distance taby ukulele według Iron Eyes Cody (Chwyty barytonu)

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Bloodstains on faded pictures

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And it comes in waves

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As the shouts turn into whispers

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Thoughts keep running through her brain

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Make the pounding in her heart beat quicker

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Says it all comes down to the run-around

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And as a book slips in her fingers

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Says I don't really think the drugs they've got can pull it off

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So I'm gonna sell my blood to a man I met in Simon's Rock

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He's got a plan to put me in a diamond top

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And make a grand playin' geriatric glam nostalgia rock

 

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Shaken to the core

Breaks in the door

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Makes out twenty-five laying on the floor

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All praying to the Lord

 

But the praying's ignored

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Saying that they should'a been praying before any war

 

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And  woke that night to the rain of nuclear warheads

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And she said oh my soul's gotten cold and lost

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And I'm throwing it out

 

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Oh, won't you go

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Make the most of a bad existence

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Cause you're so much older than she ever planned to live with

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And she says: Everybody knows the difference

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Between right to try and a life of lies

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And if you go the distance, go the distance

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I'll fall behind

 

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Eighteen with a sex addiction

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And he states his dreams in written online erotica fiction

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Accounts of places he ain't been

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About relationships and vision

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Types: Tomorrow night's been a long time coming

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If they'd have only listened

 

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Shaking in the night, wakes and he writes

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Twenty-five ways you can waste your life

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Says he takes what he likes

Breaks with the light

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Makes for Boston with his fate decided

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Says he prays that every thought's been pre-assigned to him

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Cause it's blinding to know

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Oh my soul's gotten cold and lost

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And I'm throwing it out

 

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Oh, won't you go

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Make the most of a bad existence

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Cause you're so much older than she ever planned to live with

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And she says: Everybody knows the difference

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Between right to try and a life of lies

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And if you go the distance, go the distance

 

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I'll fall behind

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I'll fall behind