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The Police And The Private
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Get straight and wait here while I try to find the exit sign
When will you stop asking strangers, no one wants what we want
Keep one eye on the door, keep one eye on the bag
Never expect to be sure
full lyrics... 
Get straight and wait here while I try to find the exit sign
When will you stop asking strangers, no one wants what we want
Keep one eye on the door, keep one eye on the bag
Never expect to be sure
full lyrics... 
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Features Of This Song
basic rock song structures
electronica influences
punk influences
a subtle use of vocal harmony
mild rhythmic syncopation
intricate melodic phrasing
extensive vamping
major key tonality
a prominent accordion part

These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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Lord, listen lover, we are all missing love
Songwriters: Emily Haines, James Shaw
Publisher: CHRYSALIS SONGS
Fingerprinted waiting for the train
Lord, Lord mother, we are all losing love
I'm so tired of never sleeping
You're working for the police, the private
Lord, Lord mother, we are all losing love
Fingerprinted waiting for the train
The doctor, the writer, the hairdresser
Lord, listen lover, we are all missing mama
Lord, listen lover, we are all missing mama
Never expect to be sure who you're working for
My friend is coming clean, she told me
The pirates and pilots
Lord, Lord mother, we are all losing love
Didn't make this up, I learned, I learned it from a friend
Lord, Lord mother, we are all losing love
Lord, listen lover, we are all missing something I don't got
When will you stop asking strangers, no one wants what we want
Fingerprinted waiting for the train
The whole world wants what we're on
Lord, Lord mother, we are all losing love
When they close the gates I'll cry
You're working for the police, the private
The doctor, the writer, the garbage collector
The pirates, the pilots
Got to get out, got to get to you
Keep one eye on the door, keep one eye on the bag
There's a place that ends here I know
Lord, listen lover, we are all missing mama
Lord, Lord mother, we are all losing love
The orphanage is closing in an hour
Keep one eye on the door, keep one eye on the bed
Get straight and wait here while I try to find the exit sign
Never expect to be sure
Felt up and fingerprinted waiting for the train
Lord, listen lover, we are all missing mama
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