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Smoke keeps rising from the coal, Feed the fire and burn it slow, I don't need my eyes to see it's wrong, Everything I know will soon be gone. Whoa oh oh oh Whoa oh oh oh Whoa oh oh oh-oh whoa oh-oh Kill the crops and steal the stones, To make the streets and build the homes, Let it down and keep moving on, Everything I know will soon be gone. Whoa oh oh oh Whoa oh oh oh Whoa oh oh oh-oh whoa oh-oh There's no more water down in the well, The dirt is dry and it's hot as hell, The sun keeps beating and the days are long, Everything I know will soon be gone. Whoa oh oh oh Whoa oh oh oh Whoa oh oh oh-oh whoa oh-oh Oh keep the skins and leave the bones, For warm fur coats and leather thrones, I don't need my eyes to see it's wrong, Everything I know will soon be gone. Whoa oh oh oh Whoa oh oh oh Whoa oh oh oh-oh whoa oh-oh Whoa oh oh oh Whoa oh oh oh Whoa oh oh oh-oh whoa oh-oh
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