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james reyne - nail lyrics

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and so we wend our way to big smoke
cat on a hot, tin tennessee
in my town shoes and your golden slippers
and hart crane’s guarantee
all these shuttered, little coastal towns
full of stutterers and lispers
and dark sungl-sses, wide-brimmed hats
and whispers, whispers

and i looked to the sky
and it looked like rain
these towers of babel babble
are gonna come down again

on this american talk show
with these american talk show hosts ( x2 )

for want of a nail the shoe was gone
for want of a shoe the horse can’t run
for want of a horse the rider’s no more
for want of a rider we lost the saddle
we lost the battle and then we lost the war

and i was never the man
that i used to be
just the boy most likely
you ever did see

on this american talk show
with these american talk show hosts ( x2 )



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