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Dirty DiamondFound these in a box at the bus stopMy name's at the bottom But I'm nowhere to be found I really get around they say So I take these sightless creatures home Then I fear them so to tremble For I'm no mother, I Just some random defender I remember running chest high In the steppe grass At the dawn of man When we got along I remember running chest high In the steppe grass At the dawn of man When we got along We raced along the ground I chased it out of town The sun's the meanest easy target That I know We played a tender game Of kissing cobra tag We slipped astride our horses Dry dust in their manes My friend would touch my face And leave a star or two The years left constellations Of our wild language What drove the sun away I'm far too small to know A gaslight [?] that's free to march Is only [?] What can I tell you now It's better way along the canal Draw mosquito clouds From the dens of hot tires for miles Draw mosquito clouds From the dens of hot tires for miles I remember running chest high In the steppe grass At the dawn of man I remember running chest high In the steppe grass At the dawn of man When we got along Oh, petroleum You're the top predator now Starving, lover, lier But you're uninspired too According to your anthem you Oh, petroleum You're the top predator now And I am just desire One dirty diamond Some random defender I sold my flesh that I might die So the world will spin And my cubs won't cry I have to be the sun for them Oh, petroleum Ah, beautiful But so am I I'm the dirty diamond Lying, looking at the sky I'm the dirty diamond Lying, looking at the sky |