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Derelict lyrics
I dropped my anchor in the dead of night
unpacked my suitcase and threw it away
I fell asleep in the funeral fire
I gave my clothes to the police man
Blow back, derelict wind, lay my soul in the foul of the air
Blow back, derelict wind, lay my soul in the foul of the air
Shooting venom at the passers-by
Hi-jackers tied the heavens down
I put my eyes in a paper bag
Spinnin' round like a gambling wheel
Blow back derelict wind, lay my soul in the foul of the air
Blow back derelict wind, lay my soul in the foul of the air
I dropped my anchor in the dead of night
unpacked my suitcase and threw it away
I fell asleep in the funeral fire
I gave my clothes to the police man
Blow back, derelict wind, lay my soul in the foul of the air
Blow back, derelict wind, lay my soul in the foul of the air
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