lyrics by: Bruce Springsteen Sandy, the fireworks are hangin' over Little Eden tonight Forcin' light onto all those stoned out faces Left stranded on this Fourth of July Down in town the circuit's...
She's waitin' for me when I get home from work oh, but things ain't just the same She turns out the light and cries in the dark won't answer when I call her name On the stairs I smoke a cigarette...
You got the pledge of allegiance And you are Jesus Christ Epitome of intelligence And all the meathead are gonna fight You are the dream weavers and You are the flames who keeps After the apocalypse...
Hold your tongue, This is not the time to speak your mind. I'll light you up like the night sky On the fourth of July. It's been a long time since I called you a friend, But I guess all good things...

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you gotta have the right tools for every job so I invite myself in through a hole in the fence I am tripping through the junkyard scanning over the piles the thin cats raise their skin in defense I...