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Cuban Heel Boots lyrics
Got struck by the first volley
Of the war in the corps
Never held my service
Send 'em a wire, give 'em my best
This ammunition never rests
No one serves coffee, no one wakes up
Stop breathin', stop breathin'
Breathin' for me now
Write it on a postcard
Dad they broke me
Dad they broke me
Stop breathin', stop breathin'
Breathin' for me now
Write it on a postcard
Dad they broke me
Dad they broke me
And the leaves flocked on a grid
That's what they made my hero say
But nothin' gets me off so completely
Then when you put it down
Ten feet down in the ground
Call and response, negative home
Stop breathin', stop breathin'
Breathin' for me now
Write it on a postcard
Dad they broke me
Dad they broke me
Stop breathin', stop breathin'
Breathin' for me now
Write it on a postcard
Dad they broke me
Part of these releases
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- Track 2 on The Boy Who Rode His Bike Around The World
- 1 Believe
- 3 Trapeze In Blue
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