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Pray for them I often loose track So I took a drag of my first cigarrette and I found my head Roll down the dumps of twenty seventh street I drew a sketch with lipstick and sidewalk of Newports edge Legoblock cliffs and an ocean that doesn't deserve the sounds of silence I'd swear on a dead artists grave I found a spot where the drunk never got to