Get me back the car keys, go in my back pocket
And rob a quick one
The city spell and come and get me sharply
Give me the once over and ready the weapon

With a ringer in the hand and one stuck up in a bush
Get me calm and get me softly
Enter the right chamber
Sap in a rush

Wrinkled paper on the sidewalk
Mess when they blow over
Fault of no one

And how are we doin' now?
How are we doin' now?
How are we doin' now?
How are we doin' now?

How are we gonna know?
How are we gonna know?
How are we gonna know?
How are we gonna know?

Hole in the ground
And the minutes can't make up their mind
And on a holy ground
Just how long they'd like to be
A show of gratitude
And the hours are wondering
And on your way
Why are we in such a rush?

Go and hold me tightly
Give me the once over and ready the weapon

hole in the ground
And the minutes can't make up their mind
And on a holy ground
Just how long they'd like to be
A show of gratitude
And the hours are wondering
And on your way
Why are we in such a rush?

Hole in the ground
And the bluest mood isn't blue
And on a holy ground
Will you ever meet your darkside?
A show of gratitude
And raincoats are retiring
And on your way
Even they need kinds of sun

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