Maggie comes fleet foot
Face full of black soot
Talkin' that the heat put
Plants in the bed but
The phone's tapped anyway
Maggie says that many say
They must bust in early May
Orders from the D. A.
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Maggie comes fleet foot
Face full of black soot
Talkin' that the heat put
Plants in the bed but
The phone's tapped anyway
Maggie says that many say
They must bust in early May
Orders from the D. A.
Easy, Bob Dylan - Subterranean homesick blues.
Yep, your go.
So this is permanence, love's shattered pride
What once was innocence, turned on it's side
A cloud hang's over me, marks every move
Deep in the memory, of what once was love.
I want the song/band/album.
Joy Division
Twenty Four Hours
Closer
"You take but cannot be given
You ride but cannot be ridden
Pinch this tiny heart of mine
Wrap it up in soiled twine
You never read what you've written"