| What’s in real… what's in real time?
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| Ha ha ha
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| I was on the beach, but I was thinking about the bay
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| Got to the bay, but by then I was far away
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| I was on the ground but looking straight into the sun
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| But the sun went down and I couldn’t find another one
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| For awhile
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| For because it was an all-burning feeling in my chest
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| To fill the void
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| Of a long night unwatched by, well, the sun
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| Until the morn
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| Until when, well, the sun’s reborn
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| And so am I
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| From all the scorn buried deep
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| Within the psyche of my soul
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| I was standing down but I was also on the run
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| In my mind
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| I was on the radio talking with a friend of mine
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| There wasn’t no format because well, we like it like that
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| He was out of his mind and I was way out of mine
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| Then everything went backwards
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| With words coming out
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| Bassackwards
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| And I appreciate him to the utmost degree
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| I was on the beach, but I was thinking about the bay
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| Got to the bay, but by then I was far away
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| I was on the ground, but looking straight into the sun
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| But the sun went down and I couldn’t find another one
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| For a while
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| To fill the void
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| Until the morn
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| Then everything went backwards
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| I mean, phrases flying out
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| Bassackwards
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| I was on the Moon, but more so, I was in the grass
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| So I was chilling out, but with a very drifting mind
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| So I was on the ground circa planet Earth
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| But outta sorts, but I snapped back, baby
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| Just in time to jot it down and come around
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| It’s always nice to see you
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| And I came around
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| It’s always nice to see you here when I come around
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| Or when I’m plain come, comin' down
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| Then everything goes backwards
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| I mean, everything moving out
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| Then everything goes backwards
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| I mean, everything oozing out
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| Bassackwards
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| (Strumming a Chet Atkins)
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| I was standing up
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| But you know I hate to still stoop you down
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| To my level
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| Bassackwards
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| And I appreciate her to the utmost degree
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| Then everything went backwards
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| I mean, words coming out
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| Bassackwards
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| Just the way things is these days
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| Just the way they come out these days
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| Just the way things come out
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| Yeah, c’mon
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| To the utmost degree |