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I Was In Vancouver
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White Space
Lock up the concourse, let's get out of here This is no place for kids like you, my dear This is no joke Where there's fire there's smoke One of these times it's comin' down
The white space in this room is maddening Course before action course recovering No more pretend means to an end This time it's real it's coming down
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