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Teenage wishes

from The Fall of the Jackal by Soundays

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I paid fifty bucks a man.
We waited for him down in the crowd,
He never came back,
He stole our hopes.

He was tall and seemed so fucking rude,
His voice was darker than that night,
We were just lads with green wishes.

No weed, no buck for us, mate.
He stole what we were hoping,
Now you think we’re stupid enough.
His face, I can still remember,
He took our money down street,
disappearing in the fog
And he never came back.

We were only 15 years old,
being mad was our mission,
but we collided against a truly grave man.
He was tall and seemed so fucking rude,
His voice was darker than that night,
We were just lads with green wishes.

No weed, no buck for us, mate.
He stole what we were hoping.
Now you think we’re stupid enough.
His face, I can still remember,
He took our money down street,
disappearing in the fog.


Before people hit the ground,
I know you love your girl,
But I love her too.

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from The Fall of the Jackal, released May 1, 2011

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