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The Walkabouts
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No Rhyme, No Reason
Heat lightning crashin' on the mesa Paints a crooked line Already told this story But you didn't listen the first time
And though I'll tell it all again I know you'll stop me Before the end
The Burnpile grows From the kindling Of our souls
You could never fathom That this emptiness won't let you be It's wrapped tight around you Like the branches of a mesquite tree
In this country of the dead Brazen hunger still gets fed
Nowhere, no more, no nothin' No way, no how, nobody Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com No chance, no fool worth his salt Nowhere, no more, no nothin'
No how, no rhyme, no reason No good can rise out of it Nowhere, no more, no nothin' No good can rise out of it
Came across the Jackal's path He just kept runnin' Did not look back
Clandestinos they are out there Spinnin' donuts in the gravel field They won't go down quiet That was never part of their deal
A scorpion closed in by flame Stings himself to death Simple and plain
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