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The Walkabouts
ENDED UP A STRANGER
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ENDED UP A STRANGER,
The Walkabouts
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Cacophonous and slippery 4:35 in the mornin'
and i'm drivin' these streets
tryin' to capture every sound
my microphone hangs out the back seat window
and what i don't succeed in capturin'
turns weightless and indifferent
lord, i've become a stranger...in my old haunts
Blips and bleeps
and siren squalls
this town it just gets richer
and it's teeth get clenched
and i am just a statue
of a long lost fearless age
our maladies our strategies
this microphone my wanderin's aside
lord, i've become a stranger...in my old haunts
Hello desire and what your spooky name implies
in you, i found my silk and swagger,
the calm before the prize
and though i once was warned
you'd be the grave in which i'd lie
with you, i was no stranger...in my old haunts
Someday i'll hit the turnpike
speed past a truck stop burnin'
it'll streak my rearview mirror
it'll fade, a lonely flicker
and i'll listen to these tapes i've made
my symphony of phantoms
lord, i've ended up a stranger in my old haunts
i've become a stranger...in my old haunts
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Cacophonous and slippery 4:35 in the mornin' and i'm drivin' these streets tryin' to capture every sound my microphone hangs out the back seat window and what i don't succeed in capturin' turns weightless and indifferent lord, i've become a stranger...in my old haunts Blips and bleeps and siren squalls this town it just gets richer and it's teeth get clenched and i am just a statue of a long lost fearless age our maladies our strategies this microphone my wanderin's aside lord, i've become a stranger...in my old haunts Hello desire and what your spooky name implies in you, i found my silk and swagger, the calm before the prize and though i once was warned you'd be the grave in which i'd lie with you, i was no stranger...in my old haunts Someday i'll hit the turnpike speed past a truck stop burnin' it'll streak my rearview mirror it'll fade, a lonely flicker and i'll listen to these tapes i've made my symphony of phantoms lord, i've ended up a stranger in my old haunts i've become a stranger...in my old haunts
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