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Michael On Fire:

SilenceNightclub eyes like candles burnGhosts of smoke at every turnPsychic hands of revolutionTalk in tongues of cruel confusionRain reflects the neon signsHeadlights, horns, the daily grindLonely street just caught on fireRide that streetcar called desireSilence,I need silenceSolitude and peace of mindAll alone, I need to findSilencePassing strangers, ice-like eyesCircumstance turns truth to liesBleeding hearts and tears of passionLast year’s fad is next year’s fashionRunning down the avenueNaked city cold as blueFront page headlines made me wonderBlatant lies as loud as thunderSilence,I need silenceSolitude and peace of mindAll alone, I need to findSilence
Marlboro CountryAin’t got nothing up my sleeveAin’t got nothing in my pocketGot some worn out old blue jeansI keep knocking, someone please unlock itI keep a record of the placesAnd I think about the facesof the folks that done me goodSmoking filtered cigarettesLost in Vegas making betsDrinking whiskey feeling [...]
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