You can huff, You can puff,
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But you'll never destroy that stuff.
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Finally, I see why I suppose,
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Kids, You better change your feathers,
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You'll never fly with those... things.
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These nights the boys sing, "Hello, Emptiness"
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I heard you're alright.
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I heard you're alright.
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I've heard of you.
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A body aching, fragile and pale.
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Dark valleys, a house, its trail.
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Why can't you see that a life in arms,
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And a life of mimicry,
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It's the same thing.
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The room was crowded,
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And though you couldn't care less about it.
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That much was true, that much.
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Another version of this miniature Rome to set fire to.
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Why did we stop fucking around you?
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Girls, like gazelles, graze.
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Boys, wearing bells, blaze new trails in sound.
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I looked up, I looked around.
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A famous Toronto painter shot me down.
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Oh, I've busted my ass on these streets too long,
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He said "I set fire to the bed and tore, tore his gown".
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Felt some mercurial presence hitherto unknown.
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It was the sun.
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It was a stone falling through blank space.
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It was that jewel-encrusted roan getting in my face.
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Looked across the way to the princess rooms.
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I saw brides and their grooms.
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Heard the sound of bells ringing.
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Cinders look back fondly upon a house on fire.
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When across an ocean.
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We go.
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We row, and we row, and we tire
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Now, step out of the darkness and into the light.
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Yeah, it's common knowledge: I've been doing alright.
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No, I can't complain.
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On the east side midwives' lives go down the drain.
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All cause our babies are dying. (screaming)
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I lifted the veil to see nature's trickery
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Revealed as pure shit from which nothing ever rose,
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Because nothing ever could.
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I swear somewhere the truth lies within this wood.
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And i swear looter's follies has never sounded so good.
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And win or lose, what's the difference?
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Looter's Follies
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| Destroyer |
