.[Verse:]
Well you're not from around here
You're probably not our kind
It's hot from March to Christmas
And other things you'll find
[Verse:]
Won't fit your old ideas
Their line is shifting sands,
You walk across a ghostly bridge
To a crumbling promise land
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