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MARTHA WAINWRIGHT >> Merchandise Links
MARTHA WAINWRIGHT
These are not my people, I should never have come here The chick with a dick and the gift for the gab I know a place, I've seen the face And I'll take the coast from factory to factory Ah These night's that I've been on the road Through my window the moonlight she shone And on my walls the fire she danced Playing out my very last chance to run, run, run, run Don't look back, you're moving too fast I know a place, I've seen the face And I'll take the high road from factory to factory Oh yeah Oh yeah Ah yeah Ah yeah There are millions and millions of people around On my TV, walking my streets, making sounds And I can walk with them I love them I need their love There are others I have known as poor souls, sores exposed The the run-of-the-mill, the destitute, and the cold Sores exposed to the blisters and shards Where any kind of kindness is as far as the sun, the sun The sun, the sun, run, run, run, run I know a place, I've seen a face And I'll take the coast from factory to factory Oh yeah Oh yeah Ah yeah Ah yeah Run, run Mmmmmmm, mmmmmmm These are not my people, I should never have come here I know a place, I've seen the face Take the coast from factory to factory Oh yeah Oh yeah Ah yeah Ah yeah Oh yeah Oh yeah Ah yeah Ah yeah...
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