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I know a place Down past an old shack On a road that goes to nowhere Ain't nobody coming back We can go there tonight We can talk until dawn Or maybe something else I'll leave the radio on There's no one to hear You might as well scream They never woke up From the American dream And they don't understand What they don't see And they look through you And they look past me Oh, you and I dancing slow