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[00:03.64]Oh uh,
[00:26.39]I see fingers, hands and shades of faces,
[00:31.27]Reachin up and not quite touchin the promised land,
[00:36.78]I hear pleas and prayers and a desperate whisper sayin,
[00:44.18]Hold on please give us a helpin hand,
[00:48.70]Yeah yeah
[01:05.73]Way down in the background,
[01:07.48]I can see frustrated souls of cities burnin,
[01:11.06]And all across the water vapor,
[01:15.26]I see weapons barkin out the stamp of death,
[01:19.51]And up in the clouds I can imagine UFO's jumpin themselves,
[01:22.04]Laughin they sayin,
[01:24.22]Those people so uptight, they sure know how to make a mess
[01:30.67]Back in the saloon my tears mix and mildew with my drink,
[02:39.51]I can't really tell my feet from the stones on the floor,
[02:42.65]But as far as I know, they may even try to wrap me up in cellophane and try and sell me
[02:50.98]Brothers help me, and dont worry about lookin at the storm
[02:56.63]Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
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