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Jack he don't chill, he's popped too many pills Says he's gonna set all the people free Jane's much the same, she's never played the game They used to like to keep me company They never could stand still, always up on that hill Said they had to check out the territory 'cause see the word was out, there was no doubt about it Undercover men on every corner of their property Jack he just took Jane by the hand He said, come over here awhile honey, 'cause tonight I'm gonna take you right back 'cause you remember that night? We used to feel so fine The night we nearly got busted, yeah Got down on our knees The night we nearly got busted It was the Lord who set us free, Lord who set us free, yeah We nearly got busted, me and Larry Love, we're just too damn slick See now, Jane, all those thrills they started to spill all out all over She said she could, she could hear 'em talkin in the hall An'gonna, Jack just used to fill up that broken cup He swore he saw 'em looking through the holes in the motel wall He said, hey, baby, we got time to kill Eat another goddamn pill I'm gonna check out the coast guard's commentary 'cause I believe our ship is comin in tonight And I feel so fine I'm gonna Spin out another tale of sweet testimony now So come over here, baby Come over here, baby I'm gonna take you by the hand to the promised land 'cause remember that night? You used to feel so fine You used to feel so fine Remember the night we nearly got busted? Got down on our knees The night we nearly got busted It was the Lord who set us free The night we nearly got busted Got down on our knees The night we nearly got busted, yeah It was the Lord who set us free, Lord who set us free, yeah 'cause I feel like gettin' down on my knees again tonight, baby 'cause I know, I know the Lord's gonna set us free Shh baby, shh baby I swear I can see some light comin' over the hill There's somethin' goin' on outside man, I don't like the feel Yeah, the vibe's gone colder than honey Your bag packed? I feel we gotta run soon Listen to the... shh! Turn the lights down low Turn that stereo off, I can't think no more (Busted) Yeah, baby You alright? Listen up We can't wait, can't hesitate 'cause they, they're pickin the padlocks at the gate Smell the violence, blind suckers on the side of silence are smilin', givin' the eye Checkin' out our fingerprint file inquiries, diggin' in the diaries The motherfuckers been messin' with the phone line Wait, don't hesitate 'cause they, they're pickin' the padlocks at the gate Smell the violence, blind suckers on the side of silence are smilin', givin' the eye Checkin' our our fingerprint file inquiries, diggin' in the diaries The motherfuckers been messin' with the phone line
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