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Song title: Tom Waits - Crossroads

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Now, george was a good straight boy to begin with, but there was bad blood
In him; someway he got into the magic bullets and that leads straight to
Devils work, just like marijuana leads to heroin; you think yo ucan take
Them bullets or leave em, do you?
Just save a few for your bad days

Well, now, we all have those bad days when you cant shoot for shit.

The more of them magics you use, the more bad days you have without them
So it comes down finally to all your days being bad without the bullets
Its magics or nothing
Time to stop chippying around and kidding yourself,
Kid, youre hooked, heavy as lead

And thats where old george found himself
Out there at the crossroads
Molding the devils bullets
Now a man figures its his bullets, so it will
Hit what he wants to hit
But it dont always work that way

You see, some bullets is special for a single aim
A certain stag, or a certain person
And no matter where you are, thats where the bullet will end up
And in the moment of aiming, the gun turns into a dowsers wand
And point where the bullet wants to go

(george schmid was moving in a series of convulsive spasms, like someone
With an epileptic fit, with his face distorted and his eyes wild like a
Lassoed horse bracing his legs. but something kept pulling him on. and now
He is picking up the skulls and making the circle.)

I guess old george didnt rightly know what hes getting himself into
The fit was on him and it carried him right to the crossroads

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