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アーティスト:Indigo Girls  アルバム:Nomads-Indians Saints 

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From the bowery to the brimstone I tried to find your heart The drugs of initiation, the bottom of a barrel that drops I understand your causes sympathize with motivation All the details of this war are just self-infatuation 1 2 3 Nothing's for free 4 5 6 Pick up the sticks And go home Your manic blood runs thick my friend are you looking for a clean escape What's left when the locks have all been broken young children of authority Tell me how long can you be agile dancing between the alter and the merci seat Now here's a chance to make a choice are you aware of the fire beneath your feet 1 2 3 Nothing's for free 4 5 6 Pick up the sticks And go home You better own up to me Yeah Yeah Go home The basement lies within us Our fear comes through the door Now there's nothing left between us As the fear becomes a roar


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