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There's a letter at my mother's 
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house, came with a folded flag.
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    It said Right now, I'm coming 
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home in a body bag.
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It's a pride and a pain that are 
Em          C
one and the same.
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It's a burning cigarette, it's a 
Em       C
horrible dream.
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There's a man in an office who's 
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going through files
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and a woman who watches TV.
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And she doesn't get the jokes 
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told by late night talk show hosts,
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but for some reason she laughs 
anyway.


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There's this soap in my bathroom,
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 and it's all covered in hairs.
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There's this hope in my brain, 
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and it's all covered in prayers.

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There's a girl in this town who 
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doesn't know I exist.
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There's a wounded sense of pride 
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and a pain in my fist.
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There's 12 empty bottles on this 
Em      C
table tonight.
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There's 4 lungs on fire and 4 
Em        C
burning eyes.


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And something will explode, and 
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someone will cry.
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And someone will run out and never 
turn around.


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There's a park in this city where I 
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used to go,
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but now it's covered with fences 
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and cops and lightposts.
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And I'd never go back if anything 
was the same,
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but it kills me to know that it's 
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changed.


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     There's these kids who have 
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dreams. There's these dreams 
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that will grow.
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     Until they get so goddamn 
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big that they explode.

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And what's left in the smoke and 
   G       D
the falling debris
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is grownups like them and losers 
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like me
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And what's left in the smoke and 
   G       D
the falling debris
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is grownups like them and losers 
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like me.

     Em            D        C
it's grownups like them and losers 
like me
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it's grownups like them and 
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losers like me

Yeah
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Tonight let's go walking down 
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Clark Street
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and look at the new buildings that 
Em          C
we've never seen.


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We'll stop at the bar and pass out 
on the floor
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And Tomorrow we'll forget everything
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and we'll replay these days again.