| There’s that girl from your work and she’s here with some guy
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| He’s got a t-shirt tux and a piano key tie
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| The rest of us were rolling our eyes
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| At the handshake he did with the doorman
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| But that’s how he gets the stuff that makes him feel so important
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| And we all need something to get thru the night
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| 'Cause the kitchen gets hot and the fingers get fried
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| A Pontius Pilate played to the crowd
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| And they all thought they knew what they wanted
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| And everyone’s sorry when they see that it’s dawn
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| I assumed that’s the reason we do this?
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| And me and the guy with the piano key tie
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| Are probably going to play right thru this
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| Tiny little triumphs. |
| Massive bloody failures
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| I heard that there are sailors who dread coming ashore
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| I guess it’s true. |
| It’s true I guess
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| But tonight I fear my sensors aren’t receiving at their best
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| And everyone’s acting like they hate that they’re here
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| Baring their teeth and sharpening spears
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| The stuff that they put in the punchbowl tonight
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| Makes it too hard to pay much attention
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| But your war of attrition turned out to be a major attraction
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| A boy and a girl were draining their beers
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| He said Stalin was a weatherman to start his career
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| Johnny Cash was in the service
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| When the news came thru the wire
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| And it’s weird how you feel when bad people die
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| She said yeah I guess, whatever
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| All your fun little facts are never going to keep us together
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| We’ll all be doomed once we leave this room
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| We spinning thru the turnstiles and we’re sleeping in our shoes
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| We’re sad and stoned when were all hooked up at home
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| But when we leave the house we’re homesick
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| Got the disconnection blues
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| There were multiple dispensers
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| And some friends we couldn’t use
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| There’s a candle on the table
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| There’s a photo on the fridge
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| There’s a bunch of things we said we’re going to do
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| Then never did
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| Sometimes it’s all slippery sidewalks
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| And trying to find a place to park
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| Turning on a burner
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| That never catches spark
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| They said everything’s perception
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| But that’s not really right
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| Let’s all try to tell a little truth tonight
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| Let’s all try to tell a little truth tonight |