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A lonely boring job Mincing words to fall asleep Expertise on air guitar So your fingers never bleed I know you think you could do this without me But I know I could do without you Failed ambitions held up on tridents Hope predictions of future come true All the tin can buildings rattle the sidewalk All the cars upturned talk like the trains 10,000 red balloons over New York Hope the bridges all burn your life away So you bank a friend front row Took the matter from disease White collar criminal So his fingers never bleed I know you think you could do this without me But I know I could do without you Failed ambitions held up on tridents Hope predictions of future come true All the tin can buildings rattle the sidewalk All the cars upturned talk like the trains Ten thousand red balloons over New York Hope the bridges all burn your life away |