| Well my cigarette died when I washed my face
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| Dropped some drops in an ashtray hit a wrong place
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| Woman at my blinds to see spiders spinning lines
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| It’s a safe as milk, it’s a safe as milk
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| I never heard it put quite that way
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| The shape I’m in is a gone a way
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| They called a day, they called a day
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| Yesterday’s paper headlines approach
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| Rain gutter teasing, rusty cat sneezing
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| Soppin wet hammer, dusty and wheezing
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| Lusty alley whining trashcan blues
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| Children running after rainbows stocking poor
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| Gracious ladies nylon hanging on to line
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| Jumping onto leg looking mighty fine
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| Sorrows lollipop lands stick-broken on a dark carnival ground
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| Pop up toaster cracklin
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| Aluminium rhythm and sound
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| Every day pencil lazy and sharp
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| The icebox inside looking like a harp
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| Electric bulb been out for years
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| Freezer fumes feed the gas tears
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| Cheese in the corner with a mile long beard
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| Bacon blue bread dog eared…
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| I may be hungry but I sure ain’t weird |