| Tryin' and tryin' and tryin' to trace it from Voltaire back to Vonnegut
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| As our shadows merge sideways to silhouettes
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| It’s as satisfying as cigarettes as the ambulance carried you through
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| You gave it your big heart, such a brave girl
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| What a terrible burden to bear
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| So I’m sorry to leave but I simply can’t breathe in this terribly terrible air
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| All the strangers passing through
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| Lubricating stiffened moves
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| They’ve rehearsed it all before
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| So what’s there to talk about?
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| And why oh why oh why
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| Can’t we just speed by flashing yellow lights
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| Stretch our dirty hands, fingering the sky?
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| When we’ve prepared ourselves for an afterlife
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| I presume will just disappoint too
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| All of the sequin shines, coca cola lines
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| It’s a tired and torrid affair
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| So I’m sorry to leave but I simply can’t breathe in this terribly terrible air
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| Can’t we drink cheap wine out of paper cups?
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| Let our lips stain, let our hearts erupt
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| Cause when the whole wide world is blowin' up
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| I’ll just duck and cover with you
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| What could I do? |
| I knew I needed you and you knew I knew it too
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| So I’m sorry to leave but I simply can’t breathe in this terribly terrible air |