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Wire Lyrics for Song: Clay
 Lyrics for Album: Black Session: Paris 10 May 2011 [2012]
 
 
 
 5459>Turning red
 
 Adopting styles that seem inbred
 
 We're made of lead
 
 Stay on the pace
 
 Recoup the loot, avoid, disgrace
 
 Sink without trace
 
 
 
 It's a hoot
 
 Run ahead and blindly shoot
 
 Hit the marker, end dispute
 
 
 
 Marking time
 
 Laying boundaries out in lime
 
 A life of crime
 
 Drift away
 
 Never find the urge to play
 
 We're made of clay
 
 
 
 It's a hoot
 
 Hit the marker, end dispute
 
 Even if that point is moot
 
 
 
 It's a hoot
 
 Even if that point is moot
 
 Run ahead and blindly shoot
 
 
 
 Phasing in
 
 Wondering when it's time to begin
 
 The chances thin
 
 Emptied out
 
 No doubt it will end in a rout
 
 We lack the clout
 
 
 
 It's a hoot
 
 Run ahead and blindly shoot
 
 Hit the marker, end dispute
 
 Even if that point is moot
 
 Run ahead and blindly shoot
 
 5459>
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