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Abandoned cattle free they are
Abandoned cattle near and far
Hobble aimless in their brutal freedom
Surely safety comes in numbers
Spoke one nightmare to the others
You might live we vegetate someplace beyond all reason
Everyone's driving
Some people are flying
Where's my horse?
School is shut the pupils are screwed
Haunted forever haunted by you
Whose lonely presence not to be put down
Whose lonely bed is in every lonely town
No touch no smile no talk no rhythm no fun no light no luck no wonder it's dark
Everyone's driving
Some people are flying
Where's my horse?
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