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Another day is done, another race is run

Another setting sun, over the bay

And I’m the first born son, of a skilled electrician

Here in Bradenton in FLA

And there’s graffiti on the water tower for everyone to read

Drive around the city streets for hours

They are the best of times, they are the worst of times, they are the days of

our lives

Not long after dark, down at the baseball park

Kids cheer and dogs will bark, in celebration

But all the old folks say, that we stay out too late

Cemetery gates, swing wide open

And all the spirits of our great grandfathers, will walk the streets at night

And float around like they were underwater, when the music plays

They miss the salad days, they miss the days of their lives

And there’s graffiti on the water tower for everyone to read

Drive around the city streets for hours

They are the best of times, they are the worst of times, they are the days of

our lives

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