I feel knotted up today
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but in a most exquisite way
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like neckties or like macrame
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bowlines and Zeppelin bends
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if you were a theremin
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I wouldn't know where to begin.
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my hands would stay here on my chin
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with a hum that never ends.
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This suit doesn't fit me
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I made it myself counterfeitly
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with buttons of blue
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killing me with deja vu
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it's a gift for you
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when I escape at last
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when enough time has passed
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but something keeps me as a pet
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the only house that's not on fire yet
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I made it when I was an architect
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this is just a side effect
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I feel strangely regular
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but honestly I prefer it to
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the usual bizarre
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damn that oxymoron
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if you were a piece of dust
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I'd shine a light through the busted window
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and I'd learn to trust
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in the updraft that you're on
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click click auto-focus
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the film's in the can like hocus pocus
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a picture of you
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killing me with deja vu
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don't know what I'll do
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when I escape at last
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when the end of time has passed
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but something keeps me as a pet
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the only house that's not on fire yet
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I made it when I was an architect
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this is just a side effect
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the punchline is there is no punchline...
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the punchline is there is no punchline...
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the punchline is there is no punchline...
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the punchline is that there is no punchline...
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the punchline is there is no punchline...
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the punchline is there is no punchline...
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the punchline is there is no punchline...
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the punchline is that there is no punchline...
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Oh! I just thought of how to change all the hate
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into love with the old switcheroo
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dancing in my deja vu
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You'll be dancing too
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when I escape at last
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when the future is the past
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something keeps me as a pet
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the only house that's not on fire yet
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the only house that's not on fire yet
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the only house that's not on fire yet
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the only house that's not on fire.....yet
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The Only House That's Not On Fire (Yet)
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| Lemon Demon |
