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Vacation

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The same old streets, the same old town
Hands of time don’t turn around
People tell me things I know
Boring stories, there you go
City devil’s all around
Rips of every soul in town
Robbing all your hopes and dreams
But I got too much to lose
I need a vacation, a vacation from you
I gotta go, far away
I gotta go, don’t wanna stay
The same old tales, the same old talk
City sleeps on this sidewalk
What’s the matter, what’s the news?
I won’t sing the city’s blues
I still got dreams, I still got faith
Don’t tell me I have to change
City devil calls my name
Catch me if you can
I need a vacation, a vacation from you
I gotta go, far away
I gotta go, don’t wanna stay
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