The wash is out, it's hanging up

And all i have is nothing

Nothing to do, nothing to say

I think i must be dreaming



The sun comes up and i'm all washed out

Is this what deaner was talkin' about

I don't think i will ever return again my friend



If i was king i'd wear a ring

And never hurt my people

I'd stay alert and dress to kill

I might even slip you something



The sun comes up and i'm all washed out

Is this what deaner was talkin' about

I don't think i will ever return again my friend



The sun comes up and i'm all washed out

Is this what deaner was talkin' about

I don't think i will ever return again my friend

I do not think i will ever return again, my friend [2x]




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