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You'd rather bleed the salt mine
Make sense with nothing but the blue
Passed over freeway camp site
Until it's a mile next to you
So much

Day in day out, always on repeat
Working salt mines metaphorically
Look to the future hold back the door
And wonder why so serious and who was there

spend the hours slavin' in the salt mine
Prayin' you don't land in the joint
Yeah it's a steep climb; you're crawlin' uphill--all for a pie in the sky

the salt mine
But you know death is the only deadline
Death is the deadline
Take your time
Take your time
Take your time
Take your time, take your time
Take

Hey darlin would you sit on the fault line
I'm sorry that I couldn't make the salt mine
Another ticket to the bad show and a couple
Bad jokes killing

Around the World With a Rubber Duck

C.W. McCall

C.W. McCall's Greatest Hits

1978

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[That 'dumb' chorus continues.]
Well, we shot them rigs through salt-mine city
Dumb, dumb
With a hammer and a sickle on down
Dumb, dumb
Then we hit

you know, you know
When we hit the tree line
Cut into the salt mine
Underneath the meadow grove
And once we've lost
The lights behind us
Sing that song

SWALLOWED BY THE MOUTH OF HELL

BY THE BLOOD RED SALT MINES 

BONE DUST MARKS THE ENTRANCE TO THIS SCATHING FURNACE

LEAD TO YOUR DEATH BY A WITHERED HAND

on Saturdays
City lights over the salt mine
I was always kind of worried that you might slip away from me
I'd walk around every day, pretending to be happy

the betting ensues
My portion is not unfettered lest soothed

Is it wrong to allege
I'm a soul on a lease
Bridge the scion to a leaf 
We're a salt mine

Instead of spending one night with you
Take my time card and shove it
There's no one upstairs today
A whole year down in this salt mine
Gimme gimme gimme

To where does love's waste flow?
What will happen when the wall,
That's holding back it all
Cracks, crumbles and falls?

Can't be buried in a salt mine

I want your body
I want your blood
I can't forget you
In your savage dress
I want your sweat
In my desert mind
My body aches for your salt
Do you for

morning silhouette
I'm the taste of a salt mine

cnd what's she left to say
When thin lips call
By night to love in a cage
By day to crawl

I'm thin
I've

I've been sleeping in a salt mine
Waiting 'round in a line for the right time but it moves so slow
A cold prediction of a still life
Hung around my

drømma råtne, alle mine håp førrgår
Alle mine venna fløtte og je strør salt i mine egne sår
Alt det som e bra førrsvinn, alt det som e dritt førrbli
Og

crying puppy eyes
You're one to think confusing me
The grain of salt is mine, to take
Before you judge me
Or deceive
Take a real good look at reality

and Conquer, salt the mine

Take a breath exhale a lie
That moment when they realize
The Great Orange hope, had crossed the line

Feast or Famine, Polarize, burn

o-o-o-ooooh
That I could be the one to hold you close

We both go home to our lakes
Yours is filled with salt
As mine fills with rain (im crying)
From a hopeful

a moment of peace

Haven't had a second to myself in a long time
Trying to figure out how to be at peace in a salt mine
When it's all said and done you can't

Going great another game
You know we be switching lanes
Down the 202 I always be switching lanes
Salt mine studio we be spitting flames

Ecce Homo

Titus Andronicus

Local Business

Joe chasing a storm in a mug
I could of swore I saw the lord of the strummers
Standing on line at the salt mine with the slugs
And it's such a weird

Mine hænder rør ved alt 
Jeg dækker det hele med salt 
Mine bølger drikker landet
Jeg har aldrig kendt til andet

Jeg var den allerførste fod på

smaken
Overalt der var det vann der er det bare salt nå

Mine hender
De brenner
Når jeg tar på deg

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Jeg