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Willie said "he was the mostest horse"
A ??? desert mama's boy
Running in first, neither crowned nor cursed
He tears away like a child takes his toy
Side by side, souls of kind, different world
Hearts of gold, limbs of steel, Man-Of-War
Oh, place your bets boys, get up, get in time
Burn the bolts, you ain't seen nothin' yet
Maybe back at that old Kentucky home
That it was luck, he'll catch him if he can
Fire inside, blaze of glory, space in time
Heart of gold, limbs of steel, Man-Of-War
Oh, Saratoga
LyricsOoo, play your favorite
Odds are more than one hundred
Oh, Willie said
Ooo, Saratoga
Nowhere, nowhere to run
??? gonna take the highest prize
We're hardly funnin' now, little children
He's workin' it now, never, never look back
Fire inside, blaze of glory, space in time
Heart of gold, limbs of steel, Man-Of-War
Side by side, souls of kind, different world
Hearts of gold, limbs of steel, Man-Of-War
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In an easy chair with my boots on
Melted whiskey in my hand
I couldn't have been asleep for more than three hours
It's time to go to work again
Once more I beat the sunrise
There's a dark breeze at my door
Raise the water from the well up to my face
How could a man like me be poor?
As long as there's water
Chilly wet water
Gimme some of that cool water
Well, my horse's eyes are glassy
He breathed the city in his lungs last night
I lead his natural body
To the trough to regain his might
Red rooster crow them blues here
That old blue he round the bull
And the mornin's crying rays of sunrise
It hasn't rained for three weeks full
Lyrics
As long as there's water
Chilly well water
Gimme some of that cool, cool water
Venus light is rising
I lay my buckets inside the shed
And there's a man I see - a stranger
Leaning on the gate outside my fence
Said "I'm riding out from the city
Where they started holding water back last night
I was hoping I could get a drink from your well
Before I ride on to another city tonight"
Before I ride on to another city tonight
Before I ride on to another city tonight
Chilly well, chilly well water
Cool well, chilly well water
Before I ride on
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They say turn the bright lights on
And there you'll find the truth
Here, open up this book
And now you'll find the proof
It feels like a can of worms
Keep the lid on tight, and they say
Don't let it get too bright
Don't let it get too bright
Don't let it get too bright
No, not this time
They tell me it takes sorrow, boy
To help you feel the joy
They say it takes poverty
To let you love a toy
Now you can't have the good
Until you've shared the bad
Don't let it get too sad
Don't let it get too sad
LyricsDon't let it get too sad
No, not this time, time
They say it takes hardship, boy
To let you love the rest
Sometimes underneath the load
Is where I show my best
Go, put your work clothes on
Go and leave your mark
And they say
Don't let it get too dark
Don't let it get too dark
Don't let it get too dark
No, not this time
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C. Brown wakes from bed
Brushes his teeth and he combs his head for school
Out the door and down the street
Down to the corner and a bus and some friends that he's supposed to meet
But there, not to his surprise
His friends have gone and they've told C a lie
But you can walk on with me
You don't even need to say a word
You don't have to worry about the others
I C (see) him and he runs up fast
Kicks at the air his friends watch him fall and then laugh
Charlie really likes his friends
But in his heart he knows that sometimes a dog is as good as any man
Trying to do as we should
That doesn't always rhyme with doing what feels good
LyricsBut you can sit in the grass; it feels good
You don't even need to think a word
You don't have to worry, don't worry
Charlie there is drawing a gun
Right there in the square he's sketched Lucy on the run
Aims his eye, cocks his head
In a cloud of dust, dear old Lucy's gone
Charlie's only trying the golden rule
Draw unto others as they have been drawn to you
And you can walk on home with me
You don't even need to think a word
You don't have to worry...
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I see what I do, first look at the phone
Turn on your TV
Unscrew a bottle of beer,
An orange square cellophane cheese
First I think of this, and then I turn to that
Maybe I just don't think
Might sing to this, I might sing to that
If I could only sing
Now, as you can see
This clearly isn't me
I'm not alone, I'm just blue
I'm not alone
There was a day when I was alone
A few sane days ago
There was a love I've been living with
That I lost on the way home
First I thought of this
LyricsAnd then I turn to that
And then I turn a little bit scared
Well, I feel a little bit easier
Knowing that you're here
Now, as you can see
This clearly isn't me
I'm not alone, I'm just blue
I'm not alone
First I think of this
Then I turn to that
Then I turn a little scared
I feel a little easier now
Knowing that you're all here
Now, as you can see
This clearly isn't me
I'm not alone, I'm just blue
I'm not alone
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Well, One-Arm Steve, yeah he threw me out the door
Said come back sometime when your picture's on the wall
Hey now, you got to get on out, got no time to field your problems
God damn, the repo man, been knocking on the door
Said sonny won't you walk this line, and put your hands up on the car
Well, he may not be a talker, but he always knows what's going on
So Sister Ann, she sat my ass up on the table
Said sit still son, 'cause this won't hurt a bit
Hey, now she's got a wonder drug for this deaf, dumb, and blind man
Took me to the hospital, some nurse rolled up my sleeve
Hey Annie, break my walking stick, and work a miracle on me
She may not be the doctor, but she always knows what's going on
Well Say Hey Willy Mays, what's in your suitcase full of wonders
Big city doctor fix me up and make me right
He said poppin' the devil's pills, will take you straight to hell, boy
God damn, the reaper man, he just walked through the door
He said sonny won't you step outside and we can settle on your soul
Willie Mays is not a toker, but he always knows what's going on
Yeah, he may not be a toker, but he always knows what's going on
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Whooooooooo-weee
I'm so dog gone dirty
'Cause [I'm] a Flat Foot Flewzy
And I walk like a tweety bird
While I'm singing this bluesy
I gotta gal named Lucy
But like to call her Lizzy
She calls her man Flewzy
And she keeps him real busy
Well, I'm Flat Foot Flewzy, it's alright
"Mr. Flewzy won't tell us bout your big flat feet"
Why sure, kinda helps me with the rock and roll beat
Come along with me and things'll be alright
LyricsSinging Flewzy woozy boogie on a Saturday night
Well, I'm so dog gone dirty
'Cause [I'm] a Flat Foot Flewzy
And I can walk like a tweety birdy
While I'm singing real bluesy
I gotta gal named Lucy
But like to call her Lizzy
She calls her man Flewzy
And she keeps him real busy
Well, I'm Flat Foot Flewzy, it's alright
"Well it's hard to believe that you walk like a bird"
Well I meant(?) what I said so I said what you heard
Come along with me and things'll be alright
Singing Flewzy woozy boogie on a Saturday night
Yeah, Flat Foot Flewzy
Flat Foot Flewzy, alright
Flat Foot Flewzy, alright
Flat Foot Flewzy, alright
Flat Foot Flewzy, alright
Flat Foot Flewzy, alright
Alright
Flat Foot Flewzy, alright
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Oh, kiss the mountain air we breathe
Good-bye it's time to fly.
Sparrow climb, the air is thinner,
Open wings cast this valley in the shade.
Fires dance the shadows
Winds whisper the trees
Mother talkin' the water's
Spirit moves, it moves through all things.
Oh, kiss the mountain air we breathe
Good-bye it's time to fly.
Sparrow climb, the air is thinner,
Open wings cast this valley in the shade.
Fires dance the shadows
Winds whisper the trees
Mother talkin' the water's
Spirit moves, it moves through all things.
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We sat on the couch a playin'
Touch the tongue and bump the table
But I was scorned after little ado
Tossed right out into the blue
I set into a downward spiral
Caught an illness that was literally viral
I heard some words of wisdom the other day
And they went in one ear and out the other one
I awoke from this beatific binge
With prismatic eyes, now lite is tinged
With all the vapors that the vile humans brew
Shining through the.. blight of you
Shining through the.. blight of you
Shining through the.. blight of you
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Walkin' - for your love
Walkin' - for your love
Walkin' - for your love
Walkin' - for your love
I'm only going where my eyes are going
I'm only going where my toes are pointed
I just bought me this new pair of big shoes
I'm only going if I can walk there with you
Shinin' - for your love
Shinin' - for your love
Shinin' - for your love
Shinin' - for your love
I'm afraid to open my eyes
I'm even afraid to look at you
Right here - I'm gonna open my eyes
I'm gonna move with you
Disappearin' - for your love
Disappearin' - for your love
Disappearin' - for your love
Disappearin' - for your love
We're only going in this closet here
I'm only going if the doorknob turns
I'm only going if the light goes on
I'm only going if I can boogie with you
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Black heart sun rides the sky
Now your eyes are running dry
Oh, like the space around me
I take my spot in time
Who knows who is both your best friend and brother
When everyone's deserted you
Who'd shoot first and ask questions later
If anybody's messed with you
Pretty soon we'll all be tumblin' like a barrel
Thrown from the top of the waterfall, well
I'm drowning in piranhas in the river
Man, what a drag, man
Black heart sun rides the sky
Now your wells are runnin' dry
Like the space around me
I take my spot in time
Who knows who is both your best friend and brother
When everyone's deserted you
LyricsWho'd shoot first and ask questions later
If anybody's messed with you
Pretty soon we'll all be tumblin' like a barrel
Thrown from the top of the waterfall, well
I'm drowning in piranhas in the river
Man, what a drag!
Man, what a drag!
Man, what a drag!
I was talkin' to my teacher
Said I didn't have a clue
I think my principles are reachin'
An all time low
I saw my lady in the streetlight
She was walkin' with her man
They were headed for the fire
That was burnin' in the sand
I think my principles are reachin'
An all time low
I think my principles are reachin'
An all time, all time low
All time low
All time low
All time low
All time low
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My eyes won't pretend
I didn't know you were close
I can smell your breath
Through a freshly painted door
Stand here in your coat
While I pour three more glasses of burgundy
And you can lick the dust from the bottle
Wall's bricked with books
Pages bricked with words
Each mark has been stained in your honor
Ground shadow staggers restless
From the window cross the candle to the corner
My blood and water's warm as you near me
I'm not begging for mercy
I see no love of mercy in you
I'm not begging for mercy
I'm only waiting for the sound
LyricsOf the morning birds
To send you away
Wax is cooled, hard
Sights is going past the yard
In this house I make more shadows than you
Stand there in your hate
While I drink from the second burgundy
And you can rattle the glass cross your belly
I'm not begging for mercy
I see no love of mercy in you
I'm not begging for mercy
I'm only waiting for the sound
Of the morning birds
To send you away
I'm not begging for mercy
I'm not begging for mercy
I'm only waiting for the sound
Of the morning birds to swallow you...
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Low-down way you're feeling, the sexy things you do
Baby, baby, baby, let me talk to you
I just love to whisper in your sexy ear
Tell you that I love you, take away your fear
Destroy your inhibitions, ridin' back the day
Low-down, slow down, keeping low down in that funky way
Higher, higher, higher, how high can you go
Ride me high this morning, ride me high some more
The way you move your body, it is a crying shame
I won't tell nobody if you will do the same
If you leave tomorrow, one thing that's for sure
The more you get, the more you've got, the more you want some more
Higher, higher, higher, how high can you go
Ride me high this morning, ride me high some more
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You recall the day when everybody stopped to see
The blazing sun
Did you really see the way they all looked up and asked that question
"Why?"
Boom boom, bang bang look out here it comes again
Can't stop the way it flows
It never knows
Why it goes:
Time is free
Time is free
You been known to take the time to look and want
You been known to take the time to stop the want
That's the place where we all go
I don't know why we do it
Never any reason to be not free
Play a little music
You recall the day when everybody stoped to see
The blazing sun
LyricsDid you really see the way they all looked up and asked that question
"Why?"
Boom boom, bang bang look out here it comes again
Can't stop the way it flows
It never knows
Why it goes
Time is free
Time is free
Time is
Time is free
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you can hear, hear it comin'
like a train out of control
it surely leaves you wonderin'
exactly where your ticket goes
scream at the conductor
he's been deaf for 20 years
hear the other people laughin'
as it grinds to where it began
go to grab your nerve
you find that it's been missin'
see you've lost your faith
in everyone you know
well i surely hope
that you dont plan on winnin'
there's no payin more attention
won't until you care
you are seconds from the impact
and were movin way too slow
you say time will surely mold you
Lyricsinto somethin' you dont like
now your runnin' like a rabbit
stick your finger in the dyke
look around your room
you find the bed is peelin'
your effective skin is fallin' off your bones
well i must admit i know just how your feelin'
we must grab eachothers collar
must rise out of the water
to know as well as i do and
it's no fun to die alone
after all that i've been through
your the only one that matters
(climb to safety)
you never left me in the dark
here on my own
(climb to safety)
i can hear the water risin'
let me be your ladder
(climb to saftey)
i promise you'll be dry
and never be alone
tell me love has always scared you
like the things under your bed
baby we can walk on water
like some junkies swore they did
you call me on the phone
you say that it is crucial
stick your fingers in your ears till they explode
mind his business and roll along as usual
we must grab eachothers collar
rise out of the water
to know as well as i do and
it's no fun to die alone
after all that i've been through
your the only one that matters
(climb to safety)
you never left me in the dark
here on my own
(climb to safety)
i can hear the water risin'
let me be your ladder
(climb to saftey)
i promise you'll be dry
and never be alone
after all that i've been through
your the only one that matters
(climb to safety)
you never left me in the dark
here on my own
(climb to safety)
i can hear the water risin'
let me be your ladder
(climb to saftey)
i promise you'll be dry
and never be alone
yeah yeah climb to saftey
whoa whoa climb to saftey (safety)
yeah yeah climb to saftey
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Oh, Pappy left a chair like he's still sittin' there
Once I almost saw him make his move
Brave Indian who never changes his mood
In a painting on the wall right there
Oh, how long 'til the morning wakes
Oh, how long 'til the medicine takes
Oh, Sally buffalo in the apartment just below
Just a bein' without a care
Oh, children from my brood they come and bring me food
Maybe open up a window for air
Oh, just now I smell the cornbread bake
Oh, now, now, now I feel the medicine take
Just like home
Where the stray dogs go through it all
Still right here, still just here,
Brave little friend
LyricsWell, we got a party goin' on many spirits strong
Ain't preacher just a happy to meet ya
Half a bottle 'neath the bed keep our spirits fed
My hat's off to you, to you and you
And now our brave friends, too, dancing circles through the room
And a broom and a radio and a twistin out a dos-e-do
Brand new day, the whole world's goin'
Whole room's goin' so
Just now, don't hesitate (hesitate)
Oh, taste the morning break (morning break)
Sweet, sweet, young honeycomb (honeycomb)
On, now, now, now just like home (just like home)
Oh, just like, just like home
Where the stray dogs go
Oh, oh, rest my bones
Like a fresh skipped stone to it all
Still right here, still just here,
Still just here, brave, brave friend
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Bear gone fishin', mermaids missin'
Got to get to the bottom of this
Kissin' the wound from the captain's harpoon
Unexpected moment of bliss
Loss is closer, tip of exposure
It's sunny at the edge of the sea
Baby knows what she really wants
She get the most of make believe
Spy vs. Spy, baby's a freak show
Line forms just to the right of your keyhole
Follow and cruisin', ain't it amusin'
Hair hardly moves in the breeze
Baby gets restless, breaks out of fortress
Soon there'll be somethin' to see
Forces close her, glimpse of exposure
It's sunny at the edge of the sea
Baby knows what she really wants
She makes the most of make believe
LyricsSpy vs. Spy, baby's a freak show
Lines form just to the right of your keyhole
Eyes from the paintings seem to follow
Mirrors cap both ends of your telescope.
Ah, shucks
Sweet
Petite
Spy vs. Spy
Spy vs. Spy, baby's a freak show
Lines form just to the right of your keyhole
Eyes from the paintings seem to follow
Mirrors cap both ends of your telescope.
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My name is a waker
And im bringing you the morning sun
Ive pushed old man on forever
Still i feel Ive just begun
My name is treetop
And im higher than you'll ever be
Im married to my roots here
Still i feel like i am free
My name is blue sky
And im bluer than all of you
I've watcheed you run around forever
Always searching for something new
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So long, baby since you've been gone
I'm a dyin' man, I'm a dyin' man
Don't ever tell a dyin' man
You never meant to shoot him down
Yeah, don't do no good to tell a dyin' man
You never meant to shoot him down
Now, all my friends and relatives, they've been tellin' me
Don't come around, don't come around, don't come around no more
Ever since the day you left this Earth
Can't keep a job, can't keep a job
Yeah, ever since the day you left this Earth
Can't keep a job, can't keep a job
A lot of people down at the agency been tellin' me
Don't come around, don't come around, don't come around no more
So long, baby since you've been gone
LyricsI'm a dyin' man, I'm a dyin' man
So long, baby since you've been gone
I'm a dyin' man, I'm a dyin' man
Don't ever tell a dyin' man
You never meant to shoot him down
Yeah, don't do no good to tell a dyin' man
You never meant to shoot him down
Now, all my friends and relatives, they've been tellin' me
Don't come around, don't come around, don't come around no more
I'm a dyin' man, I'm a dyin' man
I'm a dyin' man, I'm a dyin' man
I'm a dyin' man, I'm a dyin' man
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Used to ride the highway
I used to know where I was going
Now this shady dirt road is feelin' cool beneath my feet
Used to ride on
To get to where I was going in a day
Now I've got to stop
And go and stop and go along the way
Was a fool to waste my time
Just searchin' my mind
But the more I find
The more I find the time to search
Used to ride on
To get to where I was going in a daze
And now I've got to stop
And go and stop and go along the way
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Wide awake in San Diego
Smallest root shrinking dry
The fish are swimming closer inside Lake Morena
Still get no rain from the sky
Men were firing cannons
Hoping smoke might tear an angel's eyes
Heard the stories of shooting arrows
Tearin' open the clouds
But indians shoot the best, and
The indians they don't like us, much
Hatfield
You made rain for L.A.
We've got ten grand
For you to go cook us some rain
Science from the cooking pot mixing up with the air
Feeling thunder
Nights since they have started
LyricsNow the clouds won't stay apart
A little California voodoo
Care of Hatfield and his brother
Now the horses won't race where the down's turned to mud
Streams and rivers are growing
And my boots are filling up
Water's from back this way
Look at them smiling, cooking and smiling
Hatfield
Made rain for L.A.
Well, "Hot damn",
People swear with one walk in this rain
Families on porches
The children are smiling
The owners are mad, owners are crying
Still the eyes of the children, wide open
Wide, wide
Well, the blue light is rolling in between the clouds
Feeling of wonder
Some water drying up, some sinking down
"Charles always kept in touch", swears his mother
"Always had the touch"
Made rain for L.A.
Made rain for L.A.
Hatfield
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Was broken down, by the side of the road, yeah
Was crawling in the darkness like a king snake in the woods
We were hiding in the tall grass
Hiding in the tall grass
Just looking for a place to shed our skins
We're gonna summon the Holy Ghost from the battlefield
And in the morning this old world won't be the same
Won't be the same, Lord
Snapshot lightning, monumental expressions,
Silhouette faces in the flesh of Cypress trees and killing vines
Naked in the mud, girl
Let's sling a little mud, girl
Just looking for a place to shed our skins
We're gonna summon the Holy Ghost from the battlefield
And in the morning this old world won't be the same
We're gonna summon the Holy Ghost from the battlefield
And in the morning this old world won't be the same
Won't be the same, Lord
Feeling weak in the Itta Bina hot sun
Crawling to the station we were foamin' at the mouth
Sippin' on a tall boy, sippin' on a tall boy
Just looking for a place to shed our skins
We're gonna summon the Holy Ghost from the battlefield
And in the morning this old world won't be the same
We're gonna summon the Holy Ghost from the battlefield
And in the morning this old world won't be the same
We're gonna summon the Holy Ghost from the battlefield
And in the morning this old world won't be the same
Show me the way, Lord!
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Red hot mama from Louisiana
Thumbin' her way to Savannah
She been cooped up too long
Red hot mama lookin' to the city
Taxi dancers and big time spenders
She's been groovin'
Red hot mama was gettin' down
Scoping the places where fun to be found
She was smokin'
Ride on, red hot mama
Girl, you sure look good to me
Ride on, red hot mama
Girl, you sure look good to me
Ride on, red hot mama
Girl, you sure look good to me
Ride on, red hot mama
Girl, you sure look good to me
LyricsRed hot mama was really bad
She was badder than bad, bad as she want to be
Red hot mama was a real gas
Doin' it good and doing it fast
She was smokin'
Ride on, red hot mama
Girl, you sure look good to me
Ride on, red hot mama
Girl, you sure look good to me
Ride on, red hot mama
Girl, you sure look good to me
Ride on, red hot mama
Girl, you sure look good to me
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Worry 'bout my worries
Lately all I seem to do
Worry 'bout my worries
Lately all I seem to do
One day I'm gonna get better, babe
Then I'm gonna take a little time to worry
All about you
Bad moves of a lifetime
Moving back to trouble me
Bad moves of a lifetime
Moving back to trouble me
Will consequence keep me waiting
Or this time, will my anger set me free?
My cats hanging on the wall
My clocks are roaming about
I like to keep my feet warm
But the fire keeps going out
I've been waiting on good times for so long
I hope them good times ain't long gone
Lyrics
Big, black car keep on driving by
Twice a day stopping at my door
Winter girls dressed for springtime
I know they're trouble for sure
I've been waiting on good times for so long
Hope them good times aren't long gone
Worry 'bout my worries
Lately all I seem to do
Worry 'bout my worries
Lately all I seem to do
I know I'm gonna get better, babe
Then I'm gonna take a little time to worry
All about you
All about you
All about you
All about you
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Let's get the show on the road
At the curtain take a bow
New Haven just a rendevous to take you to
A lover who was then but never now
And Susan paid the lady
Who called the players' song
Just a figurine of stagehand reveries
I guess up-and-coming can't be that wrong
Let's get the show on the road, babe
The spotlight's on the stage
Somehow it seems that I heard these words before
Did you forget to turn the page?
Just remember what they told you
About how the show goes on
How can you come back if you've never been away?
How can you sing without a song?
And today is for sale and it's all you can afford
LyricsBuy your own admission
The whole things got you bored
Well the Lord chooses the good ones
And the bad ones use the Lord
Let's get the show on the road, babe
Won't you take a look a round?
It seems so easy climbing to the top
You better know the way back down
I can't believe you really stumbled
But I always knew you'd fall
It seems so easy to say I knew you when
I'd rather it was not at all
And today is for sale and it's all you can afford
Buy your own admission
The whole things got you bored
Well the Lord chooses the good ones
And the bad ones use the Lord
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