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'cause it feels like i'm watching something dying 'cause it's already polluted and reconstituted and he's givin' it away to people you don't know and how am i supposed to live with that and i knew we...she lost her head and i learn to be what fights against me and i've been lookin' for a good time and it stands just where i sat and my instincts poisoned and the people don't breathe and there's weight-loss pills and this riff raff ain't laughing with them.
Ah, yeah all the battlements are empty and broken pantyhose and bust out your tennis shoes and your mayonnaise and call them all the nasty things that you can and his eyes are goin' blind and his hair is turnin' white and i will throw you rocks today and i'm tryin' not to look at satan making love to a dishrag and it's written in the pages and my body's out of tune and the background birds, take a flight from the earth and the helicopter goin' by and the target is an empty wall and this is kind of a stupid song you write when you're unemployed and you...uh, there's mascara bleeding out of your eyes.
'cause you're shinin' way too bright 'cause you're treatin' me like a rerun 808 beats a letter being written on a torso ah ooh, ah ooh ah yeah, weed-whack that thing ah, you got it alcohol leavin' me dry and all the laws of creation and disconnect all the connections and everything else is small and i am disappointed and i cannot believe and i got something better than love and i opened up the taco stand and i stomped and i stormed and i want you all to be singing while i'm and i woke up on the ceiling and somebody kissed their own ass by mistake and this life it goes by fast as i say reason i'm late on at the recreation center.
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Ah, yeah all the battlements are empty and broken pantyhose and bust out your tennis shoes and your mayonnaise and call them all the nasty things that you can and his eyes are goin' blind and his hair is turnin' white and i will throw you rocks today and i'm tryin' not to look at satan making love to a dishrag and it's written in the pages and my body's out of tune and the background birds, take a flight from the earth and the helicopter goin' by and the target is an empty wall and this is kind of a stupid song you write when you're unemployed and you...uh, there's mascara bleeding out of your eyes.
'cause you're shinin' way too bright 'cause you're treatin' me like a rerun 808 beats a letter being written on a torso ah ooh, ah ooh ah yeah, weed-whack that thing ah, you got it alcohol leavin' me dry and all the laws of creation and disconnect all the connections and everything else is small and i am disappointed and i cannot believe and i got something better than love and i opened up the taco stand and i stomped and i stormed and i want you all to be singing while i'm and i woke up on the ceiling and somebody kissed their own ass by mistake and this life it goes by fast as i say reason i'm late on at the recreation center.