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Spiders are singing in the salty breeze |
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Spiders are filling out tax returns |
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Spinning out webs of deductions and melodies |
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On a private beach in Michigan |
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Why can't they wish their kisses good |
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Why do they miss when their kisses should |
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Fly like winging birds fighting for the keys |
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On a private beach in Michigan |
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This recent rash of kidsmoke |
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All these telescopic poems |
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It's good to be alone |
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Why can't they say what they want |
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Why can't they just say what they mean |
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Come clean listen and talk |
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Hello private callers IDs blocked |
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The sun will rise we'll climb into cars |
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The future has a valley and a shortcut around |
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Who will wear the crown of drowning award |
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Hold a private light on a Michigan shore |
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You fool me with a kiss of kidsmoke |
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From a microscopic home |
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It's good to be alone |
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I'll be in my bed |
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You can be the stone |
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That raises from the dead |
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And carries us all home |
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There's no blood on my hands |
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I just do as I am told |
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