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Take a litle walk to the edge of town
Go across the tracks
Where the viaduct looms,
Like a bird of doom
As it shifts and cracks

Where secrets lie in the border fires,
In the humming wires
Hey man, you know
You're never coming back

Past the square, past the bridge,
Past the mills, past the stacks
On a gathering storm comes
A tall handsome man
In a dusty black coat with
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Lyrics courtesy of Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds