| Low, keep your head, keep your head low
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| Oh, you gotta keep your head low
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| If you wanna keep your head
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| Oh, you gotta keep your head low
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| Keep your head, keep your head low
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| Oh, you gotta keep your head low
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| If you wanna keep your head
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| Oh, you gotta keep your head
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| In the coldest time of year
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| Why is it so hot down here?
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| Hotter than a crucible
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| It ain’t right and it ain’t natural
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| Lover, you were gone so long
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| Lover, I was lonesome
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| So I built a foundry
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| In the ground beneath your feet
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| Here, I fashioned things of steel
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| Oil drums and automobiles
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| Then I kept that furnace fed
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| With the fossils of the dead
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| Lover, when you feel that fire
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| Think of it as my desire
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| Think of it as my desire for you!
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| I’ll sing a song of a love gone wrong
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| A love gone wrong, all right!
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| Every year they have this fight!
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| La la la la la la la…
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| Low, keep your head, keep your head low
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| Oh, you gotta keep your head low
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| If you wanna keep your head
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| Oh, you gotta keep your head low
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| Keep your head, keep your head low
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| Oh, you gotta keep your head low
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| If you wanna keep your head
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| Lover, while you sing your song
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| Winter is a-comin' on
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| See, I’m stacking firewood
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| See, I’m putting by some food
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| Orpheus, all the pretty songs you sing
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| Ain’t gonna shelter us
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| From the wind, the wind, the wind
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| In the darkest time of year
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| Why is it so bright down here?
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| Brighter than a carnival
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| It ain’t right and it ain’t natural
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| Lover, you were gone so long
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| Lover, I was lonesome
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| So I laid a power grid
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| In the ground on which you stood
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| And wasn’t it electrifying
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| When I made the neon shine!
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| Silver screen, cathode ray
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| Brighter than the light of day
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| Lover, when you see that glare
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| Think of it as my despair
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| Think of it as my despair for you!
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| I’ll sing a song of a love gone wrong
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| And when the gods are having a fight
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| Everybody else better hold on tight!
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| La la la la la la la…
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| Low, keep your head, keep your head low
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| Oh, you gotta keep your head low
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| If you wanna keep your head
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| Oh, you gotta keep your head low
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| Keep your head, keep your head low
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| Oh, you gotta keep your head low
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| If you wanna keep your head
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| While my lover sings his song
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| Everything I’ve saved is gone
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| Nothing left upon the shelf
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| Fire ain’t gonna light itself
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| Now I see all the pretty songs he sings
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| Ain’t gonna harbor me
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| From the wind, the wind, the wind
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| Ooh…
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| Every year, it’s getting worse
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| Hadestown, hell on earth!
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| Did you think I’d be impressed
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| With this neon necropolis?
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| I recall there was a time
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| We were happy, you and I
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| In the garden where we met
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| Nothing was between us yet
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| Back before your factories
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| Before your electricity
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| Back before you built the wall
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| It ain’t right and it ain’t natural
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| Lover, everything I do
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| I do it for the love of you
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| If you don’t even want my love
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| I’ll give it to someone who does
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| Someone grateful for their fate
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| Someone who appreciates
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| The comforts of a gilded cage
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| And doesn’t try to fly away
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| The moment mother nature calls
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| Someone who can love these walls
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| That hold her close and keep her safe
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| And think of them as my embrace
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| Singing: la la la la la la la…
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| Low, keep your head, keep your head low
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| Shelter us
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| Think of them as my embrace
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| La la la la la la la…
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| Low, keep your head, keep your head
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| Harbor me
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| Think of them as my embrace
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| Of you |