
If I was young, I’d flee this town
I’d bury my dreams underground
As did I, we drink to die, we drink tonight
Far from home, elephant gun
Let’s take them down one by one
We’ll lay it down, it’s not been found, it’s not around
Let the seasons begin – it rolls right on
Let the seasons begin – take the big king down
Let the seasons begin – it rolls right on
Let the seasons begin – take the big king down
And it rips through the silence of our camp at night
And it rips through the night
And it rips through the silence of our camp at night
And it rips through the silence, all that is left is all
that i hide
Beirut





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Now, however, we were beginning to come among continuous streets, where laborers and dockmen were already astir, and slatternly women were taking down shutters and brushing door-steps. At the square-topped corner public houses business was just beginning, and rough-looking men were emerging, rubbing their sleeves across their beards after their morning wet.





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