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talk to me now son, with your shoulders bare.

you talk on and on and on and don't say much.

talk to me now son, with your hands in the air.

you talk on and on and on and don't say much.

you talk a good one but you never sound right on.

i dug your pit in the good old days.

and there you sank for years.

you filled your lungs with the dirt of the grave.

and died slowly, and now youll never worry, deep in the underground.

deep down, deep down, deep down.

and there youll sink for years.

and the sounds and the stories and your voice will never hit my ears ever again.

now youll never worry deep in the earth.

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from Close Calls In The U​.​S. Space Program, released July 9, 2010

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Suns Chicago

Suns are back for another round of dragging atmospheric rock into the alley to smack the stars out of its eyes. Armed with their first full length, "When We Were Us," the band takes a leaner, meaner and more melodic approach to its distinct brand of ribcage-shaking density. The darkness, the drunkenness, the desperation - it's all still there, but now it digs in with sharper hooks. ... more

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