| Now it’s eight, I’ve been trying to get that taste off my tongue
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| I was dreaming of just you, now our cereal, it is warm
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| Attractive day in the rubble of the night from before
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| Now I can’t walk in a vacuum, I feel ugly, I feel my pores
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| It’s the trees of this day that I do battle with for the light
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| Then I start to feel tragic, people greet me, I’m polite
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| «What's the day?»
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| «What's you doin'?»
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| «How's your mood?»
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| «How's that song?»
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| Man it passes right by me, it’s behind me, now it’s gone
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| And I can’t lift you up, my mind is tired
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| It’s family beaches that I desire
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| A sacred night, we’ll watch the fireworks
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| The frightened babies poo
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| They’ve got two flashing eyes and they’re colored why
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| They make me feel that I’m only all I see sometimes
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| I’ve been eatin' with a good friend who said
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| «A genie made me out of the earth’s skin»
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| But in spite of her she is my birth kin
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| She spits me out in her surly blood rivers
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| All the people I’m lurkin'
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| Are dominions of the hot Turk dish
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| If the elephants be reaching for our purses
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| Then meet me after the world with the shivers
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| «What's the day?»
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| «What are you doing?»
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| «How's your food?""How's that song?»
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| Man it passes right by me It’s behind me now it’s gone
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| I can’t lift you up cause my mind is tired
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| It’s family beaches that I desire
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| That sacred night where we watched the fireworks
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| They frightened the babies and you know
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| They’ve got two flashing eyes and
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| If they are color blind, they make me feel
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| That you’re only what I see sometimes |