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Bakersfield lyrics
Souvenirs on a dusty shelf
Get out the Tarn-X and I polish them myself
Posters are falling but who needs them at my age
I've learned to smile when all I feel is rage
So I think I will go to Bakersfield with Gabriel and Paul
And I'll hide behind the garbage cans
While the holy platitudes fall so blow the gates
I am coming through with my albatrosses and all
And it's strategy not protocol that brings me here
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