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I'm walkin' out
In a force ten gale
Birds thrown around
Bullets for hail
The roof is pullin' off by its fingernails
Your voice is rapping on my window sill
Yesterday's headlines blown by the wind
Yesterday's people end up scatterbrain
Any fool can easy pick a hole (I only wish I could fall in)
A moving target in a firin' range
Somewhere I'm not
Scatterbrain
Somewhere I'm not
Scatterbrain
Lightning fuse
Powercut
Scatterbrain.
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