The Turnpike Down - Lyrics by Lemonheads


Lyrics
I'm   lost in the see-through.
Pane
always needs a bath.
Between a want and a need to,
Butterscotch streetlamps mark my path.
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My country was of thee
Now why'd you have to leave
How'd this come to have to pass
Butterscotch streetlamps mark my path
Mark my path,
mark my path down.
Mark my path,
mark my path down.
Mark my path,
mark my path down.
Mark my path,
mark my path down.
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