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Heads in the sand

Dig for the sun

Kick for the shore

Old Nick’s still got it

Temperatures rise

Hot heads collide

Brothers no more

Old Nick’s still got it

Yes, he does

I was wondering alone

In the desert at dusk

Kicking the bones

Of greats we used to trust

Yes, he does

It’s rich in cliche, yes, I know

But someday you’ll see things my way

Keep looking around for a friend

But somehow I’m running into him

Awoke amid a foul hour

The old hag, she sits

At the foot of my bed

Cackling and licking her lips

I was wandering alone in the desert at dusk

Crushing the skulls

Old Nick’s still got it

It’s drenched in cliche, yes, I know

But someday you’ll see things my way

Keep looking around for a friend

But somehow I’m running into him

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