The 33Rd Of August

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Dorororororo rorororo Do doro do ro ro roro rorororo

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Lord, today there is no salvation, the band packed up and gone
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Left me standing with my penny in my hand
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There’s a big crowd at the station where the blind man sings his songs
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But he can see what they can’t, understand.

Chorus:
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It’s the thirty-third of August and I’m finally touching down
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Eight days from Sunday finds me Saturday bound

Once I stumbled through the darkness, tumbled to my knees
A thousand voices screaming in my brain
Woke up in a squad car busted down for vagrancy
Outside my cell as sure as hell it looked like rain

But now I’ve put my dangerous feelings under lock and chain
Yes, I killed my violent nature with a smile
Though the demons danced and sung their songs within my fevered brain
Not all my God-like thoughts Lord were defiled