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Lyrics (fan transcribed)

Sweet relief, Italien jeans
Fresh fruit, out of my trees
Just a running, running free
Thats the way its got to be

Tied up in an old tune wont let it go
Tied up in an old tune wont let it go

Sunny weather, choppy seas
The winds blowin, I wont go near
I see a white cloud, up off the hill
The smell of smoke, fire engines wail

Tied up in an old tune wont let it go
Tied up in an old tune wont let it go
Tied up in an old tune
Tied up in an old tune
Tied up in an old tune wont let it go

Hells fire, this aint no dream
The sun was brutal, the air stings
My eyes are bloody, I need a mask
To keep me breathing, I need it fast

Tied up in an old tune wont let it go
Tied up in an old tune wont let it go
Tied up in an old tune
Tied up in an old tune
Tied up in an old tune wont let it go


- Thanks to Ed for corrections.

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