Derelict

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I dropped my anchor in the dead of 
F#
night
I packed my suitcase and threw it 
Ab
away
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I fell asleep in the funeral fire
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I gave my clothes to the police man

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Blow back derelict wind, lay my 
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soul in the foul of the air
Blow back derelict wind, lay my soul
 in the foul of the air

Shooting venom at the passers-by
Hijackers tie the heavens down
I put my eyes in a paper bag
I'm spinning round like a gambling 
wheel

Blow back derelict wind, lay my soul
 in the foul of the air
Blow back derelict wind, lay my soul
 in the foul of the air

I dropped my anchor in the dead of 
night
I packed my suitcase and threw it 
away
I fell asleep in the funeral fire
I gave my clothes to the police man