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We Built This Come Death


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Now you see all this time
Work nine to five
Monday through Friday I'm singing
I sing the blues for you

Now I'm standing in the pouring rain
My feet are cold but I can't complain
And I wonder how you have been
I need you love I miss you so

I know it's right but it's always strange
How I scream
All this life's worth all the while
Heartache and slave driving pain

I sing the blues for you
Now I'm standing in the pouring rain
My feet are cold but I can't complain
And I wonder how you have been

I need you love I miss you so
I know it's right but it's always strange


Writer/s: TROY SANDERS, BRENT HINDS, BILL KELLIHER, BRANN DAILOR