Here come Monday mornin'
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Life is open wide
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I hide my fat bites
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Here come Tuesday mornin'
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Sun is cold and low
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I don't care, I'm in the flow
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(I gotta) Shortwave! Soul creep!
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Shortwave! Soul creep!
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Soul swept underneath me
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Here come Wednesday mornin'
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Check refused to bounce
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Life is filled up ounce by ounce
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Look out, Thursday mornin'
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The vultures come and go
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Faster still but desperate to go
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Shortwave! Soul Creep!
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Shortwave! Soul creep!
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Soul swept underneath me
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(1, 2, 3, 4!)
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Here come Friday mornin'
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Bite the Wonder Bread
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Wonder how I got that bruise on my head
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Saturday mornin'
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The guitar strings are sharp
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Finger fumble faintly in the dark!
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Shortwave! Soul Creep!
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Shortwave! Soul creep!
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Soul swept underneath me
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Soul swept underneath me
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Soul swept underneath me
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Underneath! Underneath me!
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Shortwave! Soul creep!
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Shortwave! Soul creep!
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Shortwave! Soul creep!
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Shortwave! Soul creep.
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Shortwave
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| The Presidents Of The United States Of America |
