[ti:Bracing For Sunday] 
[ar:Neko Case] 
[al:The Worse Things Get, the Harder I Fight, the Harder I Fight, the More I Love You (Deluxe Edition)] 
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[00:00.38]Bracing For Sunday - Neko Case
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[00:10.81]I dropped my gloves into the stove
[00:12.96]Hymns echoed out the grate
[00:15.51]I fell in love with those electric lights
[00:19.46]That drug me into town so late
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[00:25.61]To nimble, cunning, clever nights
[00:27.81]I railed behind them, deputized
[00:30.43]To scrape the lens of Christian eyes,
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[00:33.23]I m a Friday night girl
[00:35.82]Bracing for Sunday to come
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[00:48.23]I only ever held one love,
[00:50.59]Her name was Mary Anne
[00:52.98]She died having a child by her brother
[00:56.77]He died because I murdered him.
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[01:03.20]I shot him through his jelly eye
[01:05.50]And I won myself his wicked life,
[01:07.84]Now I thread-the-needle waltz through mine,
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[01:10.96]I m a Friday night girl
[01:13.09]Bracing for Sunday to come.
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[01:27.78]I emptied onto shifting sheets,
[01:32.14]Staring rosary holes in my ceiling,
[01:37.56]Waiting for my purpose to deliver,
[01:40.96]And reveal itself to me
[01:43.65]But all I hear are subway trains
[01:46.11]Bang against their bedrock lanes
[01:48.42]So I bang a little too...
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[01:51.15]I m a Friday night girl
[01:53.72]Bracing for Sunday to come
[01:58.92]Bracing for Sunday to come.
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