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Hey, you say you like the way the cowboys tip their hats and say,<br>"How´s it goin´ ma´am?"<br>But you´re never quite clear if their glares are sincere<br>Or really only just second hand<br>To you it´s all voices, its a lavender haze<br>The man is a marvel, but it´s a shame about his brains<br>But that´s OK<br>You say "he´s got straight teeth and it´s good sex"<br>you look to the sky<br>You look to the man<br>you claim innocence and not to understand<br>Or do you, do you?<br>There´s a big mad wearing a white suit and patent leather shoes<br>he want to take his monkeys to see the kids at the zoo<br>´Cause the gypsy on the corner said<br>"Hey, Mister you can´t lose."<br>And it´s your first day at the track<br>you feel that heat on your back<br>We all want to find a way to beat the system<br>Find some rhythm in the madness<br>Get down on your knees and pray<br>Say, "I´ll do whatever you want, God<br>Just let me have my way"<br>Well will you, will you?<br>come on all you merry men<br>rally your cry<br>dance with the devil for tomorrow we´ll surely<br>Hey, hey blow the men down<br>Just like the girls today with nothing to say<br>No more pigtails and pony rides<br>They´re sophisticated<br>They sip on lattes<br>And have their eyes on a bigger prize<br>We shake our fists and say, "Well good golly we´re mad<br>That God kills children with our very own hands"<br>We claim innocence and not to understand<br>Or do we, do we?<br>come on all you merry men<br>Rally your cry<br>dance with the devil for tomorrow we´ll surely<br>Hey, hey blow the men down<br>Blow the men down<br>Hey
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Hey, you say you like the way the cowboys tip their hats and say,<br>"How´s it goin´ ma´am?"<br>But you´re never quite clear if their glares are sincere<br>Or really only just second hand<br>To you it´s all voices, its a lavender haze<br>The man is a marvel, but it´s a shame about his brains<br>But that´s OK<br>You say "he´s got straight teeth and it´s good sex"<br>you look to the sky<br>You look to the man<br>you claim innocence and not to understand<br>Or do you, do you?<br>There´s a big mad wearing a white suit and patent leather shoes<br>he want to take his monkeys to see the kids at the zoo<br>´Cause the gypsy on the corner said<br>"Hey, Mister you can´t lose."<br>And it´s your first day at the track<br>you feel that heat on your back<br>We all want to find a way to beat the system<br>Find some rhythm in the madness<br>Get down on your knees and pray<br>Say, "I´ll do whatever you want, God<br>Just let me have my way"<br>Well will you, will you?<br>come on all you merry men<br>rally your cry<br>dance with the devil for tomorrow we´ll surely<br>Hey, hey blow the men down<br>Just like the girls today with nothing to say<br>No more pigtails and pony rides<br>They´re sophisticated<br>They sip on lattes<br>And have their eyes on a bigger prize<br>We shake our fists and say, "Well good golly we´re mad<br>That God kills children with our very own hands"<br>We claim innocence and not to understand<br>Or do we, do we?<br>come on all you merry men<br>Rally your cry<br>dance with the devil for tomorrow we´ll surely<br>Hey, hey blow the men down<br>Blow the men down<br>Hey
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