Eight Days Of Hell

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Wasting away the better part of the day
 In the bus on the docks of the UK
 We walked down the street on that all Hallows Eve
 But couldn't wait to get back to the US of A
 The torture of eight days straight
 Without sight of your face is so frightening
 Hoping to make it straight
 Or find signs of a bite that won't fade like poison
 In London we played half an hour a day
 For a house full of neds who are wanting us dead
 In Glasgow and Leeds we find signs of relief
 An escape from our grief with a fistful of E's
 Eight day hell
 You're in an eight day hell
 

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Duration
02:09
Key
7
Tempo
115 BPM

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