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You see the Sunday birds swinging lowAnd the fever in your brain only growsAnd the murder boys they're running down the streetYou can see them through the window from your seatHear the sound of the mightiest of gunsWhen the shadows run like ghosts across your roomDo you take your world and burn it in a spoonA mercy ship to sail you off to sleepTo where the crimson angels swim the deepBut there's no hiding from the mightiest of gunsWith every breath you drink in the nightCause you won't give up your blues without a fightAnd looking at the sky there is no painAnd the stars keep falling down like burning rainThey were fired by the mightiest of guns[Solo]Tomorrow I'll be out of my mindThe bear will dance and the organ will grindI'm laughing cause I know there ain't no sinAll the world on the head of a pinTurning fast beneath the mightiest of gunsTurning fast beneath the mightiest of guns
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