Cheekbones and hormones
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Your only self-defense
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Lying through dinner
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And your rock and roll teeth again
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You've harbored a coward
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Fed him full of broth
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This nocturnal sadness
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Leave you pale as this tablecloth
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Careful don't you spill your dinner
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That would be a good defense
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Then you wouldn't have to sit here
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On the fence
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Cheekbones and hormones
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He's the accidental man
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Tell you in a stage whisper
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about the boy who cried benefit
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As the poet drags the darkness
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Within him to the light
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It's only in self-defense
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That they drag you out into the night
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Careful don't you spill your dinner
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That would be your best defense
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Careful what you wish for
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An idiot and a genius
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Standing up to dine
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Breaking manmade laws
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Cause I only follow those that are divine
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And only when you're chased
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Do you ever run fast
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And it's wrong to commit a suicide
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It's only in self-defense
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Self-Defense
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| Paul Westerberg |
