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Emily Chambers would make it pay Everyone knew she'd turn out that way She turned her back and she'll be okay But she's not okay at all Every night with the radio on Emily fears that the day won't come The moon is there to do her harm She's not all right at all Don't get arrested Don't buy a machine gun You're not on the run And you're not on the scene You're not so cool And you're not a jerk You may be a villain But no Patty Hearst You're Emily Chambers And what's worse Is a whipping wind LyricsAnd a box in a hearse And a trigger in your head And a pen in your hand And the pain in the verse And the flat drying land And the thin of the air And a pain that hurts You're Emily Chambers in the universe Emily Chambers would make it pay Everyone knew she'd turn out that way She turned her back and she'll be okay But she's not okay at all Every night with the lamplight on Emily fears that the day has gone The moon is there to do her harm She's not all right at all Don't get arrested Don't buy a machine gun You're not on the run And you're not on the scene You're not so cool And you're not a jerk You may be a villain But no Patty Hearst You're Emily Chambers And what's worse Is a whipping wind And a box in a hearse And a trigger in your head And a pen in your hand And the pain in the verse And the flat drying land And the thin of the air And a pain that hurts You're Emily Chambers in the universe Emily Chambers would make it pay Everyone knew she'd turn out that way Emily Chambers would make it pay Everyone knew she'd turn out that way From Lyrics Mania