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Beck
Cancelled Check
but you're a pain in the neck
I thought you knew this
you're handing me a cancelled check
I heard you moaning
your girlfriends think you're a saint
I give you a quarter
I'll keep my judgements to myself
I get caught up in the moonlight
reaching out for a rotten egg
I don't wanna beg
it's crystal clear your time is nearly gone
stumbling religion
starting to get annoyed
you got momentum
building up in a void
stormy weather
the kids are makin a racket
you got some magic
conjuring up phony mystique
I get caught up in the moonlight
reaching out for a rotten egg
I don't wanna beg
it's crystal clear your time is nearly gone
it's crystal clear your time is nearly gone
...gone, gone, gone.
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