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"... In the desert, you can remember your name/
'cause there ain't no one for to give you no shame."
- America - Horse with no name.
Not necessarily the worst lyric ever, but the biggest drop-off in quality in a song: last line of Springsteen's Thunder Road:
"It's a town full of losers. I'm pullin' outta here on a wiiiiiiing."
An exploration of the trancendentally sublime in the quotidian to that point, and then smack down back into the mundane. I've always wished he would write a different line for that.
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Light a man a fire, and he will be warm while it burns.
Set a man on fire, and he will be warm for the rest of his life.
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