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    We're painted as monsters
    Borracho, cansado
    Do you know what the people say?
    Plucked from the garden
    Of wretched beliefs
    I offer a rose and smile with harmless teeth

    Then slick back my hair
    You know the devil's in there
    Alone in the garden
    Like lumbering giants
    In a shameful parade
    We came to ruin all and make a rotten trade

    I'll make you roll over
    So, roll over

    Scattered on the shore
    She'll be washed away

    Feeling somewhat deserving
    Of what will be some day
    No, I can never stay melancholy
    Of the memory of your face
    No, I can never stay melancholy
    For long

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    (For I move on)

    We're unwanted strangers
    Exploited and dangerous
    Unable to hide
    Or even dream of it
    Como estas, parting the seas
    We're lepers who stroll
    Why you afraid sweetie?

    I slick back my hair
    You know the devil's in there
    So keep one eye open, baby
    We're easy to spot
    Lepers riding atop
    Pachyderms full of germs
    Elephants broken and screaming and

    Roll over
    Are we coming over?

    Scattered on the shore
    She'll be washed away
    Scattered on the shore
    She'll be washed away
    Away, away

    Feeling somewhat deserving
    Of what will be some day
    No, I can never stay melancholy
    Of the memory of your face
    All alone in this garden
    Of long lost hopeful plans
    No, I can never stay anything
    For long

    So come on, move
    Roll over!
    Are we coming over?

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    Composition: Them Crooked Vultures

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