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Man fell down from the sky, soul on fire
Try to save me from myself, take me higher
Than the dregs in the ditches
And the slack-jawed bitches of Bulham Bay
Could my brother be my own worst enemy?
Unprepared, no, I didn't make ready
Live by rules once set for you, once set for me
One hundred days
One hundred days
Hunger after the past, keep on hankering
Running behind, the time's fast as only you can
Get a clue, take my hands off my coattails
I'm still falling and I hit the ground struggling
Midnight stout just keeps on bubbling up
Still falling and I'm trying to say the words
But my thoughts run away with me
For one hundred days
Such a short ride
One hundred days
Such a long road
One hundred days
Such a short ride
One hundred days
Such a long road
One hundred days
Such a short ride
One hundred days