Blundertown is drowned in no brainstorm
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smothered in mud at the foot of the river
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the color vague is slapped around stupid
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blood dries to a very dull color
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I'm drowning and there is no relief from
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it's only 12,000 miles to heaven
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but the car is broken and we're all well-spoken
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I've met three people but I don't think they like me
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and we all talk about the state of the weather
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I'm drowning and there is no relief from
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and everything I say are my own thoughts
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don't listen to my very dull brother
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I'm drowning and there is no relief from
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BLUNDERTOWN
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| The Birthday Party |
