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A Long Way From Anything

A guy trying to find a home that never was.

Well, unfortunately, I will not be making it the the game this weekend, due to two tests on Monday and then a PFT on Tuesday (gotta call Chris and tell him). The tests are in my two hardest classes, Ethics and Intermediate German, so I've really got to study my ass off. Wish me luck! In the meantime, I will entertain my audience with some song lyrics from my playlist (not too depressing ). All this as I sit here on a friday night, working...Who needs a social life anyway?

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Carmelita - by Warren Zevon

Carmelita hold me tighter
I think I'm sinking down
And I'm all strung out on heroin
On the outskirts of town

Well, I'm sittin' here playing solitaire
With my pearl-handled deck
The county won't give me no more methadone
And they cut off your welfare check

Carmelita hold me tighter
I think I'm sinking down
And I'm all strung out on heroin
On the outskirts of town

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March of Cambreadth - by Heather Alexander

Dawn has broke, the time has come,
Move Your Feet to a Marching Drum
We'll win the war and pay the toll,
We'll Fight as One in Heart and Soul
Midnight mare and blood red roan,
Fight to Keep this Land Your Own
Sound the horn and call the cry,
How Many of Them Can We Make Die!

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Today I started loving you again - by Merle Haggard

Today I started loving you again
Well I'm right back where I've really always been
I got over you just long enough to let my heartache mend
Then today I started loving you again
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