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Night so bright - transmission smooth |
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I take my head and I stuff it in the tube |
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I find something I can use |
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But there's no credit where credit is due |
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It cost me ten dollars |
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And in thirty seconds it's so clear |
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And I adhere - I'm only humanoid |
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Oh man - they're waving from the street again |
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"Hey Franz!" they're calling up to me |
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"We're living, we're living through the breakup, |
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commercial breakup, here it comes again." |
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Well just today you told me, |
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You told me 'bout the way it is |
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I walk on out and make me a few small purchases. |
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What was that name you called me? |
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What was that grin you grinned? |
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An expression so uncertain |
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that breaks a line so thin? |
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Now that 2D beckons - the colour is high |
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it seems so ripe - don't touch the line hold |
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Something has dropped me in the heat again |
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"Hey Franz!" they're calling up to me |
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"We're living, we're living through the breakup, |
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commercial breakup, here it comes again." |
