| All the painted comers and second rate jocks
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| Ninety-five degrees of grey sky
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| Hanging over the boardwalk
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| Robot nymphs spraying medium smoke
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| Dip slender metal legs in an ammonia brook
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| Everyone can come to the seaboard slaves states
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| Everyone here gets stamped with an expiration date
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| My momma said go find something to do
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| I’m out in the sun but there ain’t nothing new
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| Running over the grass with a couple of jerks
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| Have you met Horror James?
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| Some people like him got a problem I guess
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| He’s a crazy old man and I’m supposed to stay away
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| How can I convince my cousins? |
| They’re afraid to say yes
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| Well he’s got the goods and that’s all I can say
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| My momma said go find something to do
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| I’m out in the sun but there ain’t nothing new
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| Running over the grass with a couple of jerks
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| Have you met Horror James?
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| He’s got animal bones and antique toys
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| Some electronic junk that can make a lot of noise
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| We’ll get in trouble if we stay out past dark
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| But this is so much better than any amusement park |