Ezra Furman – Going To Brighton (Guitar)

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She was an ex-marine

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She had her own machine

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She put my soul in dirty, and it came out clean

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I was in toxic awe

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I had my locked-up jaw

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I didn’t talk much, I listened and I     looked and saw

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And I was just 19

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She broke me open, I was no longer on either team

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So I’m going to Brighton, honey

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I’m going to Brighton, now

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I was born to ramble

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I was born to roam

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But  some days there’s nowhere I can just stay home

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So I trade in my shoes and my highway sign

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And I go on rambling through my own open mind

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Chose things to discard

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Find freedom just down the river from my own back yard

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So I’m going to Brighton, honey

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I’m going to Brighton, now!

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She was a real bad bitch

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She deep into AC/DC, 1970’s kid

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She didn’t bug me much

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I called her kiss my crutch

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Maybe we spoke a different language but we kept in touch

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Now decades down the line

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A little revelry whenever certain stars align

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So I’m going to Brighton, honey

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I’m going to Brighton, now!