Salt In The Wound
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Salt In The Wound
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I was born in a landslide
In the jungle land
I can play the piano
With a funeral hand
Ooh
Salt in the wound
Making me blue
Salt in the wound
Play me a tune
Worked on a railroad
Slept on a cot
If you got what it takes
Take what you got
Salt in the wound
Making me blue
Salt in the wound
Play me a tune
Out on the north sea
Where the waters are wild
You live like a mad dog
Like a (???) child
Salt in the wound
Making me blue
Salt in the wound
Play me a tune
Play me a tune
Play me a tune
Play me a tune
Play me a tune
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