| This one is for you
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| and it goes on and on and on
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| when nothing seems to do
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| for when the doubtless and the wrong
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| ask; |
| 'can I help you?'
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| in that way that says, 'I can’t'
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| or claim we’re all the same
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| just inconsistent
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| or pretend all understanding
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| turned out to be pretense
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| then pretend the pretense of understanding
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| How long does it take depends
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| You can cast your doubts
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| Turn em inside-out
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| Hang em upside-down
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| Til their art falls out-the short answer’s; |
| forty-eight hours
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| Let your heart all out-the short answer’s; |
| forty-eight hours
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| Til your art falls out-the short answer’s; |
| forty-eight hours
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| Let your heart all out
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| Summon up your power
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| If you need a good connection for drugs
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| Or a strong tolerance for alcohol
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| Too little religious education
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| Some pain threshold
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| If from the outside
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| There’s no demand for what you do
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| And inside there’s an army waiting
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| For their marching orders for you
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| Come sit on my swing-seat
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| Come sit on my porch
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| After Ten at night, smoke your cigarettes
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| if you like, of course
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| You can cast your doubts
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| Turn em inside-out
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| Hang em upside-down
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| Til their art falls out- the short answer’s; |
| forty-eight hours
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| Let your heart all out- the short answer’s; |
| forty-eight hours
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| Til their art falls out- the short answer’s; |
| forty-eight hours
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| Let your heart all out
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| Summon up all your power
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| And it goes on and on and on
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| If we ever get home
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| let’s don’t compare
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| let’s relinquish all our holidays
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| and Drive-In Premieres
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| If we ever get home
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| gonna have me three children
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| Apple, Zippo, and Metronome
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| that’s what I’m gonna name them
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| and get celebrity skin
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| the illusion of tough
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| I’m gonna talk about nothing
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| til nothing’s enough
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| if we ever get home
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| and the subject comes up
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| this War isn’t for children
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| War is nothing’s enough
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| O' in the clouds of blood at the end of JAWS
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| in the misted cars honking their applause
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| at the Drive-In Double Feature
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| at the heart of dark enough
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| O' it’s JAWS and The Dark Canuck
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| should we stay for The Dark Canuck?
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| yea.Everyone, hands up?!
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| Who’s for 'The Dark Canuck'?
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| I think we relinquished enough
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| and it’s still dark enough
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| and it goes on and on and on |