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industrial air when i left that town i left confused sad people all around in a washed and used up town where would i go to next across the sound and out of this mess i know its got to be better than this industrial air came up to meet and engulf us all at the top of this hill in a washed and used up town where would i roam to next to some foreign land i know even less across the sea and over the crest am > c2 > em2 > c2 am > c2 > em2 > c2 am > c2add3 > em2add5 > c2add6 amadd6 > c2add5 > em2add3 > c am > c2 > em2 > c2 am > c2 > em2 > c2 november two thousand and one |