The Promised Land
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An evening like any other
Cards, booze, TV
And he is with us, but it's as if he isn't
Her end is in my mind
What's that worth to him
When he doesn't have a real car
I tell him she's not worth it
But he doesn't care about that
Her black hair black eyes
For his treasure is everything
What's worth to him
When he doesn't have a real car
He looks for her even though she isn't there
She gives herself to someone in the garage
In the coffee shop the same story< br/>Story Even this night
And he looks to the left, he looks to the right
He sees when he will come
What is that worth to him
When he doesn't have a real car
He looks for her even though she isn't there
She gives herself to someone in the garage
What's that worth to him
When he doesn't have a real car
He looks for her even though she isn't there
She gives herself to someone in the garage< br/>He nervously lights the last cigarette
He hides his eyes from us
She is everything in the world to him
He knows what salvation is
What is worth to him
He will buy the real one car

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