Four o'clock is stirring up a mess in the kitchen the girl outside makes houses out of sewer debris and he walks up along the picket fence with his hands in his pockets with his eyes on the west you've got a lot of nerve what the hell am I gonna do with this dress but you know it's absurd because I've got a ticket to the end.
She's waving her underwear out the window driving West they alternate the driving with hologram hotels and seedy afternoons they never mention the rest but what the pioneers never told you is that when you see the ocean you can't drive anymore so they parked the car at the cliff and they peered down at all the little lemmings who took their lives that way
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This is no love story with some perpetual ending this is no day with some real sad news she says thanks for dragging me out of my kitchen but if you'll please excuse me i've got something better to do.
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She's waving her underwear out the window driving West they alternate the driving with hologram hotels and seedy afternoons they never mention the rest but what the pioneers never told you is that when you see the ocean you can't drive anymore so they parked the car at the cliff and they peered down at all the little lemmings who took their lives that way
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This is no love story with some perpetual ending this is no day with some real sad news she says thanks for dragging me out of my kitchen but if you'll please excuse me i've got something better to do.
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