Dr. DogUncovering The Old

Turn it down Start it over Alone is such an ugly game Pay it back Pay it forward Nothing means nothing to me So they went down to the station They were looking for a ride They were running out of ink They were running out of time Yeah And with the color of the whistle With the sounding of the smoke I repeat it in a picture I repeat it in a joke Yeah Yeah Loud clothes Quiet earrings Black nights White shadows A bone and a key Old flames Dead [?] widows Someone has been done to me So they believe that their conductor Is the leader of the pack Killing time and too conductive They were never looking back Yeah And the table had to chase it And the time hollered back And the thanks that cut the cable And they're running out of tracks Yeah Yeah So they kissed the farmer's daughters With their pockets full of gold And they draw the shades of markets On the corner of the window And the kid under the kitchen And unmarked grave They're uncovering the old
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