Capo 3
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And I will close my eagle eyes
Hang up my skin to dry
We were wasted son
We were wasted all
On the ride, from the nightclub to our drive
On the way we sang
And from the flat above the square
We watch our comrades bare
Their teeth, their souls, their flesh
We were wasted son
We were wasted all
On the ride, from the nightclub to our drive
Oh the way we sang
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