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DRESDAN
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Cold Chisel
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The morning breeze is off and gone
the winding factory streets are clean
old ladies put the kettle on
and all-night lechers pause and lean
on grey shop windows, everywhere
a deeper hum is in the air
hotel room, drifter leaves no clues
He rides a freight-train out of town
and whistles at the icy rime
the cattle float like thistle-downs
and god is on the edge of time
somewhere behind a siren wails
the freight-train soars above the rails
the traveller, he's hard as nails
as the train sweeps down the line
The salmon season's here to stay
and etched into each shoulder-bone
the mark of cain is on display
as stone above each measured stone
old dresden burns above the breeze
the traveller, he's on his knees
he's watching sledge-wings dip and play
so far above the holy throne
Dresden blues . . .
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The morning breeze is off and gone the winding factory streets are clean old ladies put the kettle on and all-night lechers pause and lean on grey shop windows, everywhere a deeper hum is in the air hotel room, drifter leaves no clues He rides a freight-train out of town and whistles at the icy rime the cattle float like thistle-downs and god is on the edge of time somewhere behind a siren wails the freight-train soars above the rails the traveller, he's hard as nails as the train sweeps down the line The salmon season's here to stay and etched into each shoulder-bone the mark of cain is on display as stone above each measured stone old dresden burns above the breeze the traveller, he's on his knees he's watching sledge-wings dip and play so far above the holy throne Dresden blues . . .
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