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He's Got the Money
John Schumann
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Rock me, roll me, gently hold me
I'm coming down out of the night
Spent sixteen hours on the streets of Darling
The slip and in and out of the light
Departure board read differently before I joined the queue
Now it's as cold as hell in the transit lounge
And I'm waiting for a passage through
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I'm an exile in my homeland
My eyes are cold and grey
When there's no stars left in the night time sky
It's hard to find your way
And I can't recall this face in the mirror
My hair is thin and damp
And I can't stop the shakes
Can't stop the sweats
Can't stop the cramps
I can't wait too long
Hope he comes soon
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I can't wait too long
He's got the money, he's got the charm
I can taste a hole in my arm
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I won't go out in an easy dream
Clean white hospital bed
I won't go down in a firefight
With a red scarf round my head
I won't die a hero's death
Hanging from the gallows arm
I'll flicker out alone in an empty room
With a needle hanging out of my arm
Someday, somewhere
If there's justice somewhere on this earth
I pray to God the men who peddle this dirt
Get what they deserve
I can't wait too long
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Hope he comes soon
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I can't wait too long
He's got the money, he's got the charm
I can't wait too long
Hope he comes soon
I can't wait too long
He's got the money, he's got the charm
I can taste a hole in my arm
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