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Şarkı Sözleri Well, the lush separation enfolds you And the products of wealth Push you along on the bow wave Of the spiritless, undying selves And you press on god's waiter your last dime As he hands you the bill And you spin in the slipstream, timeless, unreasoning Paddle right out of the mess and you paddle right out of the mess