Luke Doucet - Motorbike

      
 
 Intro 
 
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 Verse 
 
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 An early mid-life crisis looms, and for me to survive it
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 I'll find myself a motorbike, and learn how to ride it
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 I'll stop out where the grass is dry and the hills are tall and black
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 And sleep under the spotted veil, with the dirt against my ba-
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 -ai-ai-ack, the dirt against my back
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 Verse 
 
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 When the eastern sky is blue and the sparrows whisper low
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 I will make my windy way across the desert slow
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 To the cities and oases that have sin and life and hope
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 And find me a girl who looks like you, and dance and drink and smo-
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 -o-oke, dance and drink and smoke
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 Chorus 
 
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 Dance and drink and smoke with the dirt against my back
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 In the din we laugh and hope for the future, present, past
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 Rolling the dice, you come up sevens or snake eyes
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 At the end of the day, we'd have stayed that way if we could
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 Solo 
 
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 Verse 
 
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 I wake up close to where I fell, my boots are in the fire
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 I rub my eyes and read the sky. The west is my desired
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 destination? occupation?
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 situation?  I don't know
 
 Chorus 
 
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 Dance and drink and smoke with the dirt against my back
        Am                            G                    
 In the din we laugh and hope for the future, present, past
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 Rolling the dice, you come up sevens or snake eyes
        Am                        Em          F  F 
 At the end of the day, we'd have stayed that way
        Am                        Em          F  F 
 At the end of the day, we'd have stayed that way
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  if we could
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 Outro 
 
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 Solo reprise 
 
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 Outro 
 
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