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All the boys who called their mothers on that day Were no tough bunch but they had the nerves to go and say That all your secrets were drowned With the pioneers who were flooded from this town They packed their bags only moments too late With the pounding waves crashing up against the weakened water gates Because dire times call for dire faces So lovely dancer, call and answer Trade our places in the night We're running barefoot, you and I Dead lovers salivate Broken hearts tessellate tonight And all the kids who cut their knees on that old schoolyard fence Were holding out for posterity and self-defense We beat them down again There's no fun in playing cowboys for pretend We showed them what the backs of our hands is for The divide is clear in the coming year The rich will take the poor Because dire times call for dire faces So lovely dancer, call and answer Trade our places in the night We're running barefoot, you and I Dead lovers salivate Broken hearts tessellate tonight |
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