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We’ve got the ration right and come out mostly at night and, yes, theres always a light left on for someone who’s staying up
Above it all like the cops, it starts to rain then it stops
The wind is testing my trust, a gust is shaking the walls, this breeze is busting my chops
Keep making the sound
Keep blowing my hat around
I know the wind don’t wanna- but I think its gonna stop
The weekend’s all riled up and taking drinks from my cup and, yeah, it’s wasted but mine
I think it’s taking a fine, they just arrested the month
Keep making the sound
Keep blowing my hat around
I know the wind don’t wanna- but I think its gonna stop
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