| Credit cards, sealed lifts and covert sanitation, processed meat and a national
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| waste disposal system:
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| The scale of deception begs the question what it is we’re burying.
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| Cosmetics, contact lenses and plastic surgery:
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| Bulk orders for yet more imperial finery.
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| Double-glazing for phasing out suspicions that this is really happening.
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| It seems this season the cool kids are sporting white canes and braille zines.
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| And when i close my eyes am I invisible?
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| An embarrassed smile and you assume that I’m being rhetorical.
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| But if I don’t see it die, this animal is invincible.
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| I won’t catch your eyes tonight,
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| I will stutter my way through naked poverty until I’m across the street (safe).
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| I justified giving my eyes to Stevie Wonder with some spiel about a sense of
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| wonder to discover,
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| But I was hiding under cover of the excuse of helplessness.
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| I fell in line with the cool kids and spared my eyes instead of change.
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| I just called to say that someone moved my furniture around,
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| And so i fell down,
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| And I hatched a plan here sprawled on the ground.
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| So hey, what do you say,
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| We pack our things and call it a day.
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| Some come round,
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| Let’s lose that frown,
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| And you and I will leave this town behind. |