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VS. 3

by The Lost Fingers

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Step off the train I'm walkin' down your street again And past your door but you don't live there anymore It's years since you've been there And now you've disappeared somewhere Like outer space you've found some better place And I miss you Like the deserts miss the rain And I miss you Like the deserts miss the rain Could you be dead? You always were two steps ahead of everyone We'd walk behind while you would run I look up at your house and I can almost hear you shout Down to me where I always used to be And I miss you Like the deserts miss the rain And I miss you Like the deserts miss the rain Back on the train I ask ‘Why did I come again?’ Can I confess I've been hangin' 'round your old address? And the years have proved to offer nothin' since you moved You're long gone but I can't move on And I miss you Like the deserts miss the rain And I miss you Like the deserts miss the rain And I miss you Like the deserts miss the rain And, I miss you Like the deserts miss the rain
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Like the latest fashion Like a spreading disease The kids are strapping on their way to the classroom Getting weapons with the greatest of ease The gangs stake out their own campus locale And if they catch you slippin' then it's all over pal If one guys colors and the others don't mix They're gonna bash it up, bash it up, bash it up, bash it up Hey, man you talkin' back to me? Take him out (You gotta keep 'em separated) Hey, man you disrespecting me? Take him out (You gotta keep 'em separated) Hey they don't pay no mind If you're under 18 you won't be doing any time Hey, come out and play By the time you hear the siren It's already too late One goes to the morgue and the other to jail One guy's wasted and the other's a waste It goes down the same as the thousand before No one's getting smarter No one's learning the score Your never-ending spree of death and violence and hate It’s gonna tie your own rope, tie your own rope, tie your rope Hey, man you disrespecting me? Take him out (You gotta keep 'em separated) Hey, man you talking back to me? Take him out (You gotta keep 'em separated) Hey they don't pay no mind If you're under 18 you won't be doing any time Hey, come out and play It goes down the same as the thousand before No one's getting smarter No one's learning the score Your never-ending spree of death and violence and hate It’s gonna tie your own rope, tie your own rope, tie your own Hey, man you talking back to me? Take him out (You gotta keep 'em separated) Hey, man you disrespecting me? Take him out (You gotta keep 'em separated) Hey, don't pay no mind If you're under 18 you won't be doing any time Hey, come out and play

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released July 17, 2020

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The Lost Fingers Québec City, Québec

Pour ce huitième concept en 11 ans, la formation composée de Byron Mikaloff, Alex Morissette, François Rioux et Rosalie Roberge vous offre rythmes entraînants de jazz manouche et de swing et costumes éclatés avec leur dernier projet, VS. : Lost in the 90s. ... more

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