>On silver mount zion all buried in ruins we was dancing the hora until we vomited blood spinning like crazy Shoshanna i was jonesing the towers had fallen and the wind called out my grandfather's name
The car's on fire and there's no driver at the wheel And the sewers are all muddied with a thousand lonely suicides And a dark wind blows The government is corrupt And we're on so many drugs With the radio on and the curtains drawn
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We woke up one morning and fell a little further down - For sure it's the valley of death