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you'd be surprised if you looked through the eyes of a nova |
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not recognizing the molehills on top of the star |
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cheerful and swollen he waves from his seat in a rover |
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that is his car |
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you wouldn't doubt him to shake the most powerful hands of importance |
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changing the world as we know it by leaving his ink |
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to judge from the fence 'round his house he must love all his children |
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that's what you think |
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but there's no time to think |
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have a pill and a shrink |
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just don't show us how you sweat |
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making love to your kids |
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is the last love that you will ever get |
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you're a vanishing image of what I thought I knew |
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but it comes to show |
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that the man I know - |
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is kissing that cheek that she had lifted up for her forty first birthday |
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love is when someone you trust cuts a smile in your face |
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boy had a dog and poor girl had a stroke like an earthquake |
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now dog is a bird |
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but there's no time to think |
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have a pill and a shrink |
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just don't show us how you sweat |
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making love to your kids |
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is the last love that you will ever get |
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you're a vanishing image of what i thought I knew |
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but it comes to show |
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that the man I know |
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has a fading glow |
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in a white lampshade |
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tell me lampshade the truth did you cover his soul |
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did you protect all the horrible |
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I shall tear you apart so that everyone knows |
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what he's been carrying around |
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tell me lampshade what is it you're trying to hide |
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under your stinky old corduroy |
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I shall rip and be shattered by the shrapnell of light |
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that I've been choking on always |
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there's a dog barking close within the range of my ear |
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sounds like he wants to escape the chain |
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he would probably bite me to death if he could |
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but the chain lets me spit in his face |
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like the dog has a chain clinging tight to it's neck |
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this man is tied to his secrecy |
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I would like to have killed him off in this last verse |
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but instead I removed his lampshade |
