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Engineers

Album cover art for "Engineers" by H. Hawkline

H. Hawkline - Pop

Engineers

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June 1, 2017.

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A piece of tenderness given to a dog in good faith No reason to suspect the chicken with the egg on its face What to do get me all in a muddle A choo choo like a hot train through butter I keep my ear to the ground To stop the bells from ringing out Batten down the hatches, check for crumbs The wheels are greased we're heading out, out, out To the heart of the city where the nights are cold Out, out, out All the cats see us coming like a dog on show Out, out, out Keep your eyes on the lines got to keep them clear Out, out, out With their smiles to the side, they're the engineers No money for your troubles I'm not ready to go I believe in love A circle waiting for me to turn A set of building blocks I'm happy to dish out the return Your to do gets me all in a muddle A choo choo like a hot train through butter I keep my ear to the ground To stop the bells from ringing out Batten down the hatches, check for crowds The wheels are greased we're heading out, out, out To the heart of the city where the nights are cold Out, out, out All the cats see us coming like a dog on show Out, out, out Keep your eyes on the lines got to keep them clear Out, out, out With their smiles to the side, they're the engineers Out, out, out To the heart of the city where the nights are cold Out, out, out All the cats see us coming like a dog on show Out, out, out Keep your eyes on the lines got to keep them clear Out, out, out With their smiles to the side, they're the engineers No money for your troubles I'm not ready to go

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