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The Killers - A Dustland Fairytale

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A Dustland Fairytale beginning

Just another white trash county kiss

In '61, long brown hair, foolish eyes

He looks just like you'd want him to

Some kind of slick chrome American Prince

A blue jean serenade, and moon river,

what you do to me

I don't believe you

Saw Cinderella in a party dress

But she was looking for a nightgown

I saw the devil wrapping up his hands

He's getting ready for the showdown

I saw the minute that I turned away

I got my money on a palm tonight

Change came in disguise of revelation,

set his soul on fire

She says she always knew he'd come around

And the decades disappear like sinking ships

But we persevere, God gives us hope

But we still fear what we don't know

The mind is poison

Castles in the sky sit stranded, dalized

Drawbridges closing

I saw the ending where they turned the page

I took my money and I ran away

Straight to the valley of the great divide

Out where the dreams are high

Out here, the wind don't blow

Out here, the good girls die

And the sky won't snow

Out here, the birds don't sing

Out here, the fields don't grow

Out here, the bell don't ring

Now Cinderella, don't you go to sleep

It's such a bitter form of refuge

Oh don't you know, the kingdom's under siege

And everybody needs you

Is there still magic in the midnight sun

Or did you leave it back in 61?

In the cadence of a young man's eyes

I wouldn't dream so high

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