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Somebody screamed |
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All of Jim Jeffries' dreams |
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Explode into a black fist |
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He falls to the floor |
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He stares up at the sky |
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And he may wish he knew why |
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But you can't go back there no more |
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The future sounds so crazy |
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We all heard that song before |
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Tomorrow's the name we changed from yesterday to blame |
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When the train just don't stop here any more |
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I got starry-eyed |
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On the coaster ride |
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Andy said, "Man, I need a break from the world outside" |
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These days my life just careens |
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Through a pinball machine |
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I could do so much better |
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But I can't get off the tilt |
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And there's a photograph on the TV, black and white |
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Andy says something to you |
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Jack Johnson straddling Reno, Nevada like |
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Sheesh, I forget myself sometimes, too |
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But out past the doorways |
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Where we are sleeping |
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Well, the white queen's creeping |
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The tom cat's peeping |
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Now I'm not breaking |
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The train's just shaking |
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I never made it here before |
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And there's a wild mouse spinning the girls around |
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Til they can't take it any more |
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I used to dream in the dark, in Palisades Park |
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Up over the cliffs and down among the spark |
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It's a long life |
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Full of long nights |
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But it's not what I was waiting for |
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Everybody's seen the horses diving down the shore |
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It's a miracle they don't make them any more |
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So |
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Make up ladies |
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Wake up baby |
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You walked into the bar like some Saturday star |
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Stud-straight on spiked heels and needles and nerves |
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And you're a downtown pride, fully amplified Clyde |
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Gin-tight and aging, but well preserved |
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Remember Andy outside your bedroom window |
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Saying, "Come on, let's drive across to the Palisades |
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Keep going til we hit Reno, Nevada" |
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I don't see Andy all that much these days |
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Still there are pages in back of the action stacks |
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Where the white queen's creeping |
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The tom cat's peeping |
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The train's not breaking |
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The track's just shaking |
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I never made it here before |
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And there's a sky rocket turning the world around |
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Til I can't take it any more |
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And you carry that spark from Palisades Park |
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Down over the cliffs and out into the dark |
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It's a long life |
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Full of long nights |
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But it's not what I was looking for |
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Everybody dreams of horses flying 'round the shore |
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It's a bad dream we're not having any more |
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Man |
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Have you seen Andy? |
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Hey man, hey man |
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Seen him around... |
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Hey man, have you seen my Andy? |
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Hey man, have you seen him have you seen her have you seen him have you seen her |
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Hey, have you seen Andy around? |
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Dressed up in a pirate vest |
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All leathers and feathers and pearls |
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Andy said, "Look at me, man! I'm cooking |
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These hands could finger up this whole world" |
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He said, "Come outside |
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Climb out your bedroom window |
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Shimmy down the fire escape |
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And say goodbye" |
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"Come outside..." |
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Andy says, "I'm dressed up just like Edie |
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Changing all the time |
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My leopard spots to polka dots" |
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"...And say goodbye" |
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"Come outside..." |
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Well maybe we can move to California |
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Just meet me at the subway |
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"...and say goodbye" |
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"Come outside..." |
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The cops all think we're crazy |
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If you stay, you'll just get married |
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To a girl who'll never know you |
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And then say goodbye |
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Hey man, have you seen Andy? |
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I lost her in the sun |
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I was high as a kite |
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But on lovely in white |
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Man, you can lose anyone |
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Hey hey man, have you seen Andy? |
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I don't know where she's gone |
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Real love outlives teenage lust |
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We could get wet and it keeps us warm |
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Love is like angel dust |
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Lovely sometimes changes us |
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Sometimes not |
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Have you been aching with trust or just |
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Have you been waking yourself with lust? |
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Have you been making us up or just |
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Taking us home? |
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It's a long wait |
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At a long light |
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Cars frozen in flight |
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All the traffic stops to stare |
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At a crosswalk in Reno, Nevada |
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Where nothing but air |
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And a pair of gray paper wings |
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Andy thinks that I have got nothing to wear |
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We got nothing new and |
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We got nothing to wear |
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We got nothing to wear |
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We got nothing to wear |
