Mildenhall

	  		
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At fifteen we had to leave the States again 
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Dad was stationed at an RAF base they called Mildenhall 
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Black moss on a busted wall 
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The cobblestones made it hard to skate 
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I thought my flattop was so new wave 
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Until it melted away in the Suffolk rain 
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Well god damn, you miss the USA 

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   Then a kid in class passed me a tape 
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   An invitation, not the hand of fate 

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I guess my shoes said I might relate 
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Somehow she knew I'd like to stay up waiting with her in the cold 
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For cheap beer and rock 'n' roll 
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Which in time put lots of things in my mind 

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   A kid in class passed me a tape 
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   We saw some bands down at the Corn Exchange 

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I wonder where my sister was that night 

Back at home under the tanning bed lights 
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I can still see the glow 
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Strange rays from her window 
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Each night, as I was skating home 
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Started messing with my dad's guitar 
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Taught me some chords just to start me off 
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Whittling away on those rainy days 
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And that's how we get to where we are now 

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   A kid in class passed me a tape 
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   A band called The Jesus and the Mary Chain 

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I started messing with my dad's guitar 

He taught me some chords just to start me off 
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Whittling away on all of those rainy days 
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And that's how we get to where we are now 
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That's how we get to where we are now