Mass romantic fool wears Foster Grants,
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his books on tape ring true,
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like everyone wants to say "I love you" to someone on the radio (radio).
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The first voice in the hollowed stars,
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now the one true loves,
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and author of "My Life Among the Kids Who Go to Shows."
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This is not the way.
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In the streetlight dawn,
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in the streetlight dawn,
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this street turns on.
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Mass romantic fool, separated by sheets when the curtain calls you,
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speaking on the themes of stolen virtue
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missing from the radio (radio).
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Now this romantic duel is into the streets,
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bon appetit, you've eaten me alive you realize.
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This is not the way.
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In the streetlight dawn,
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in the streetlight dawn,
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this beat turns on.
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Mass romantic fool, separated by sheets when the curtain calls you,
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speaking on the themes of stolen virtue
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missing from the radio (radio).
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Now this romantic duel is into the streets,
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bon appetit, you've eaten me alive you realize.
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This is not the way.
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In the streetlight dawn,
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in the streetlight dawn,
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this beat turns on.
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This boy's life among the electrical lights.
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This boy's life among the electrical lights.
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This boy's life among the electrical lights.
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Mass Romantic
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| The New Pornographers |
