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And his three points on the home team
Gin in his blood from a lifetime in front of some barkeep.
Jokes in his head to break up the ice at the parties
A whole lifetime trying to find someone to laugh
After the death of the punchline.
The lamb can wander from the flock
In shopping malls and parking lots
Sometimes the shepherd brings him back
Some nights the wheels just spin
Modern girls always have to go
Old-fashioned men always want a mistress
Modern girls always get their way
Modern men dream of what they can’t say
Right? Right? Right? Right? Right?
I don’t belong
And I was drawing crazy pictures and before I was done
The pictures started pulsing like an alien lung
And I said “oh my god this is just begun”
And it was twelve more hours before I was done
We were up on the rooftop and I’ll tell you the truth
I was convinced I’d already fallen off of the roof
And these weird metal things rolling around in outta space
Were teleporting me from place to place
The last time I did acid I went insane
Here’s to you, Nicola and Bart
Rest forever here in our hearts
The last and final moment is yours
That agony is your triumph
Not everything must end
Not every romance must descend
Not every lover’s pact decays
Not every sad mistake replays
She had a hairbrush mic and a fantasy band
She opened up with We Are The Champions
Went into right into Under my Wheels
I was trying to figure out how I feel
Step out of your toga and into the fog
You are a prince on the ocean
In the pinch, in the sky, in your eye
As I travel down the track, all my memories flood back
We were runnin’ at ease from enemies
And rushed back to your momma’s flat
It’s the only place but home I feel relaxed enough to crap
I know it sounds crude, but there’s something in that
There’s a charm, there’s a blade
There’s a lot in the rain
There’s a hope, there’s a chain
There’s a lot in the rain
I call for the captain sayin’, “I gotta go home!”
I call for the captain sayin’, “I wanna go home”
Them good days are gone
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