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Break Magic Dance

de Shams Dinn

In the golden drunken glory of an afternoon
I sat beneath the juke box full of dirty blues
And for a moment I saw heaven
shining on the bottles of booze

She climbed right over me
And danced right into you

Well the sweet stink of the summer is on your clothes
I would breathe it from your body and make your secrets show
And in the filthy heat we sit and dream
about the places we will go

And you dream of California
And I dream of Chicago

Yeah, heaven would be just like this
Where the cold rain spits in your face
Yeah, and then the sun finally comes
And it makes your spirit shake
Yeah, we’re gonna fight like hell
For a little piece of what we need
Cause if I gotta be a soldier then the cold city is my queen

Well I blacked out on the subway and they cut my jeans
They got a couple dollars, that was everything
But even when they kill me there will still be
Nowhere else on earth for me

Yeah, high above the icy streets
I’ll fix your drinks and keep you company

Yeah, heaven would be just like this
Where the cold rain spits in your face
Yeah, and then the sun finally comes
And it makes your spirit shake
Yeah, we’re gonna fight like hell
For a little piece of what we need
Cause if I gotta be a soldier then the cold city is my queen

Yeah, we’re gonna fight like hell for what we need
Cause if I gotta be a soldier then the cold city is my queen

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