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Walkin' around this concrete garden |
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Viewing all in vain |
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Thinking why a dream |
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Is driving everyone insane |
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Then something will come |
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And make you feel |
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The master in control |
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Still you're picking up |
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And screwing anyone |
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Who's got a soul |
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I've been here |
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Far too long to remember |
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Sights and sounds |
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From this town of clowns |
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Makin' up, dressin' up |
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Walkin' around |
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Thinkin' that you're greta garbos |
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I'm sorry my dears |
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But we only sat down |
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And laughed and laughed in sorrow |
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But it was you |
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That opened the door |
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And it's that we thank you for |
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Everyone insane ... |
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Everyone's insane |
