| Tried all 13 channels, but they burned me out again
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| Cause it’s over when, whenever they say
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| I quit sending postcards cause no one knew what to read in
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| And the mailman can’t come in to explain
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| So I’m out of gasoline, and I hate to see, and it’s hard to never mind
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| It’s hard to never mind
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| I bought myself new candles, they only burn old flames
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| I guess it’s all the same anyway
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| Looked through my high school annuals to see who I still knew
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| But my point of view’s forever changed
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| All this gasoline just goes to show that no one never minds
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| It’s building up, bottle rocket time
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| All your energy just says to me that you never can unwind
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| Just bring it down, bring it down this time
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| And should it count against me, if I keep everything that you send to me?
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| Are you going to find me so the bogs aren’t empty all the time?
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| With Union down you know I know this will never change
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| I think way too much about the way things should be said
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| Cause it just can’t leave my head all the way
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| It seems my brand new candles would catch on fire today
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| I think I might get burned anyway
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| All this gasoline just goes to show not everything ignites
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| I do my best, I don’t know what is right
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| All your energy just says to me that you never can’t unwind
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| Just bring it down, bring it down this time
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| Please bring it down, bring it down |