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Comatose Luck Lyrics

Maybe we'll decide to get buried here.

Well, you'd better come with me, Duke. I'm planning to be buried in the petrified forest.
You know, I've been evolving a theory about that which would interest you. It's the graveyard of the civilization that shot from under us. A world of outmoded ideas.
There are all so many dead stumps in the desert. That's where I belong. So do you, Duke. You're the last greater fossil of rugged individualism.

From 'The Petrified Forest' (1936)
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