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Song: The Way To Go Out (3 23)
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Hunters And Collectors
Jaws Of Life
The Way To Go Out (3 23)
Well the air was so light it fell like a feather
Fell down upon the land where the people walked
Well I ran and I ran from one house to another
I sweated out the fear that the boss-god taught

I saw a rusty old woman giving birth in the gutter
I went down upon my knees when the little tacker talked

And the way to go out was in a bottle of fear
In a body of anger and a gut full of beer

And Mt Nameless was listening, listening, listening, listening
Mt Nameless was listening

Well her hair was so light it fell like a feather
Fell down upon the line in the people's court
And she walked though the door with her hands tied together
Spitting on the faces that the boss-god bought

And that rusty old woman's giving birth in the gutter
I went down upon my knees when the little tacker talked

And Mt Nameless was listening, listening, listening, listening
Mt Nameless was listening

And the way to go out
The way to go out, the way to go out
The way to go out was clear

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