| I just got back from 20 years of shopping
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| the only thing I bought was a cage
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| to lock up my heart inside a cynical skull that sings,
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| «everything gets worse with age!»
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| how how tell me how
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| I want to start all over again.
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| I want to tell you something you don’t know
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| but everything I know has been told.
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| I can loose my concentration.
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| I can’t seem to loose control.
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| how how I don’t know how
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| I want to start all over again.
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| I don’t need ancient wisdom, dull and old.
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| I don’t need future visions, promissory notes.
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| Give me something here and now that I can use,
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| like the bang bang baby of a beat of a drum and a skull, brand new.
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| Come on and take me to the bank,
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| I’ve gotta beg for a loan.
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| A three year lease with the option to buy a brand new
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| skull. |
| Take me to the bank,
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| I’ve gotta beg for a loan.
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| Trade all the memories I hold in my head for a brand new skull.
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| I love to hear the pigeons purr.
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| I can’t hear the mocking birds sing.
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| Give me one two three more years
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| to try to forget everything.
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| how how I don’t need you how
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| I want to start all over again. |