LYRICS ()
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Standing on a hilltop, wishing on a quick star
Enemies all around me
Got to make a rest stop, wonder where my friends are
It’s about time they found me
I’m caught in the middle of a shooting war
And I can’t ever gather what I’m fighting for
And I hate to imagine what they’ve got in store
Somebody put the heat on me
Who could it be?
Stranded by the seaside, waiting out the high tide
Taking a short vacation
Wading through the hot crowd, laughing at ’em out loud
Crying in desperation