| Somebody screamed and all of Jim Jeffries' dreams
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| Explode into a black fist, he falls to the floor
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| He stares up at the sky and he may wish he knew why
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| But you can’t go back there no more
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| Future sounds so crazy, we’ve all heard that song before
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| Tomorrow’s the name we change from yesterday to blame
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| When the train just don’t stop here anymore
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| I got starry-eyed on the coaster ride
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| Andy says, «Man, I need a break from the world outside»
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| And these days my life just careens through a pinball machine
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| I could do so much better but I can’t get off the tilt
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| And there’s a photograph on the TV, black and white and
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| Andy says something to you
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| Jack Johnson straddling Reno, Nevada like
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| She says, «I forget myself sometimes too»
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| But out past the doorways where we are sleeping
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| Well, the white queen’s creep and the tom cats peep
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| Now I’m not breaking, the train’s just shaking
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| I never made it here before
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| And there’s a wild mouse spinning the girls around
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| Till they can’t take it anymore
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| I used to dream in the dark of Palisades Park
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| Up over the cliffs and down among the sparks
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| It’s a long life full of long nights
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| But it’s not what I was waiting for
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| Everybody’s seen the horses diving down the shore
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| It’s a miracle they don’t make them anymore
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| So «make up ladies», oh wake up baby
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| You walked into the bar like some Saturday star
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| Stud-straight on spiked heels and needles and nerves
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| And you’re a downtown pride, fully amplified Clyde
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| Gin-tight and aging, but well preserved
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| Remember Andy outside your bedroom window
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| Saying «Come on, let’s drive across to the Palisades»
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| «Keep going till we hit Reno, Nevada»
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| I don’t see Andy all that much these days
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| Still there are pages in back of the action stacks
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| Where the white queen’s creep and the tom cats peep and
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| The train’s not braking, the track’s just shaking
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| I never made it here before
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| And there’s a sky rocket turning the world around
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| Til I can’t take it anymore
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| You can carry that spark from Palisades Park
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| Down over the cliffs and out into the dark
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| It’s a long life full of long nights
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| But it’s not what I was looking for
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| Everybody dreams of horses flying 'round the shore
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| It’s a bad dream we’re not having anymore
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| Man, have you seen Andy?
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| Hey man, hey man, have you seen him around?
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| Hey man, have you seen my my my my my Andy?
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| Hey man, have you seen him, have you seen him
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| Have you seen him, have you seen him?
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| Hey, have you seen Andy around?
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| Dressed up in our pirate best, all leathers and feathers and pearls
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| Andy said, «Look at me, man! |
| I’m cooking
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| These hands could finger up this whole world»
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| He said, «Come outside, climb out your bedroom window
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| Shimmy down the fire escape and say goodbye
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| Come outside,"Andy says, «I'm dressed up just like Edie
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| Changing all the time, my leopard spots to polka dots, and say good-bye»
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| Come outside, well maybe we could move to California
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| Just meet me at the subway and say good-bye
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| Come outside, the cops all think we’re crazy
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| If you stay, you’ll just get married
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| To a girl who’ll never know you and then say goodbye
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| Hey man, have you seen Andy?
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| I lost her in the sun
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| I was high as a kite on lovely and white
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| Man, you could lose anyone
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| Hey, hey man, have you seen Andy?
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| I don’t know where she’s gone
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| But real love outlives teenage lust
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| Oh, we could get wet and it keeps us warm
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| Love is like angel dust
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| Lovely sometimes changes us
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| Sometimes not
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| Have you been aching to trust or just???
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| Have you been waking yourself with lust???
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| Have you been making us up or just taking us home?
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| It’s a long wait
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| At a long light
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| Cars frozen in flight
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| All the traffic stops to stare
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| At a crosswalk in Reno, Nevada
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| Wearing nothing but air and a pair of grey paper wings
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| Andy thinks, «Man, I have got nothing to wear»
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| We got nothing new and
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| We got nothing to wear
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| We got nothing to wear
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| We got nothing to wear |