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fame throwa - pavement lyrics

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fame throwa p-ss out the gold
the diamond watch, the last reward
all the things we had before
you sold us out and took it all

head-borne cries from zenith sl-ts
astral rites from dead end ruts
these ends are sick end wars
these ends was sick end wars

it’s one of our nation’s spies
it’s one of our first recruits
i click with her leather thighs
it’s one of our first recruits

how can you know
in the distance lies a grower
nee rudolph king of fame throwa
son of groupie, red-worn s-xan

his cash convincing us
that the desert was a star scape
and took our lives for a
satellite so we could cry

it’s one of our nation’s spies
it’s one of our first recruits
i click with her leather thighs
it’s one of our first recruits

- pavement lyrics

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