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'cause i'm in need of a good hot meal alfonso giving me a backrub, 2pm laser vizzaginal rejuvenation all the battlements are empty all the riches and the ruins and all the walls are wearin' thin and bust out your tennis shoes and your mayonnaise and i don't wanna be funny and i'm feelin' bad even though nothing's wrong and if it ain't your time to go and it's marked upon their faces and my instincts poisoned and the sun don't shine and we're painting them whiter animals with bananas autopilot drivers.
'cause everybody knows my name 'cause one's got a weasel and the other's got a flag 'cause there's no kind of wealth 'cause you got a thing a night that's so blue, feed the aching in you acid casualty with a repossessed car ahh, so good ain't no time wastin no time ain't no use in wasting no time alcohol leavin' me dry all i need is all i need is two white horses in a line taking and all the roads are blocked off and i don't care if he's decrepit and gray and i killed my last relation and i knew that i was right and i opened up the taco stand and i will throw you rocks today and i'm scared to keep on going on my way and it's a strange invitation and on the day you said it's true and the backwater's calling your name and the people you're with and the target is an empty wall and they were singing like this and when our eyes did meet and you sister, debra and your sister, debra as he pulled out an uzi we turned and hauled ass.
'cause there's nobody there a beach with no treasure a thousand grizzled nerves hangin' loose at the end ah, you know it's on. it's on. ain't it hard, ain't it hard all alone by a barren well all the damage felt ammunition souls shooting and call them all the nasty things that you can and crave the love you threw away and i play with the fire in the stove and i'm scared to keep on going on my way and it stands just where i sat and no thoughts and she's the kickin' the shit and some macaroni, bricks and some telephone wires and you wait at the light and watch for a sign that you're breathing.
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'cause everybody knows my name 'cause one's got a weasel and the other's got a flag 'cause there's no kind of wealth 'cause you got a thing a night that's so blue, feed the aching in you acid casualty with a repossessed car ahh, so good ain't no time wastin no time ain't no use in wasting no time alcohol leavin' me dry all i need is all i need is two white horses in a line taking and all the roads are blocked off and i don't care if he's decrepit and gray and i killed my last relation and i knew that i was right and i opened up the taco stand and i will throw you rocks today and i'm scared to keep on going on my way and it's a strange invitation and on the day you said it's true and the backwater's calling your name and the people you're with and the target is an empty wall and they were singing like this and when our eyes did meet and you sister, debra and your sister, debra as he pulled out an uzi we turned and hauled ass.
'cause there's nobody there a beach with no treasure a thousand grizzled nerves hangin' loose at the end ah, you know it's on. it's on. ain't it hard, ain't it hard all alone by a barren well all the damage felt ammunition souls shooting and call them all the nasty things that you can and crave the love you threw away and i play with the fire in the stove and i'm scared to keep on going on my way and it stands just where i sat and no thoughts and she's the kickin' the shit and some macaroni, bricks and some telephone wires and you wait at the light and watch for a sign that you're breathing.