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John Wesley Harding - Dead Centre Of Town Lyrics

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  • I live in the dead centre of town
  • Where every landlorn sailor comes to drown
  • Where great ideas extinguish without sound
  • And all my fickle friends have gone to ground
  • So they will not come round...
  • And you ask me what the problem is
  • I say its obvious
  • And Im not lying
  • I live in the dead centre of town
  • With one foot in the grave and one underground
  • Where clocks dont go no matter how theyre wound
  • Boredoms king, unhappiness abounds
  • And you ask me what the problem is
  • I say its obvious
  • And Im not lying
  • Our town is dying
  • I live in the dead centre of here
  • Where daughters treat their daddies like king lear
  • Who says deaths a good career prospect, dear
  • Where sinners burn in hell for half a beer
  • And you ask me what the problem is
  • I say its obvious
  • And Im not lying
  • Our town is dying
  • I live at the town centre of death
  • Where even time is running out of breath
  • She crawls past gasping how much have we got left?
  • **********
  • Ill tell you
  • What the problem is
  • Its oh so obvious
  • And Im not lying
  • Our town is dying

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