| Another night of maybe and almost
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| Abandoning a land of passin' ghosts
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| Just a lot of sad people forgive them Lord
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| They don’t care what they do
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| Or who they do it to
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| At the dog and pony show
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| They don’t wanna know
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| To think I could have stayed home
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| Instead of watching this ugly lust and ordinary dirt
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| But no one cares, so nobody gets hurt
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| Just a lot of sad people forgive them Lord
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| They don’t care who they do
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| Or what it does to you
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| At the dog and pony show
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| They don’t wanna know
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| They’re doing some blow
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| They all stand in line and take their chances
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| Roping all their robot dances
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| Dying to get off
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| There’s a lot of pretty girls here looking tight
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| They’re not good girls
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| But they’re good for the night
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| They’re telling me to buzz off
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| Well that’s okay, cause I never liked them anyway
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| It’s no place for a mongrel mutt like me
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| Mating rights go to the best of breed
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| Just a lot of sad people
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| Caught in between
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| Desire and despair
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| I guess I’ll see you there
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| At the lost and lonely
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| Dog and pony show
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| They don’t wanna know
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| They don’t wanna know
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| They don’t wanna know
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| So afraid and alone |