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SOLITARY HOME |
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Do you remember when you could do anything you wanted to? |
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They said you were the greatest one of the finest girls at the college uptown |
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Do you remember when you could say anything you wanted to say |
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They said you were the smartest one of the finest girls at the college uptown |
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Hey hey do you remember when you stood in the yard |
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They said the world is right in front of your feet |
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And someday you're gonna meet mr. Marlon Brando, |
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Live in a tango, build up a house of dreams |
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And count the dasies |
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Do you remember when your eyes had a drain |
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There was a guy behind your lashes |
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Showing all the pretty flashes of Humphrey Bogart eating his yoghurt |
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Dining with Norma Jean |
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Do you remember the first time you took a ride |
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On the vertigo pony made of Mahogany |
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Waving to the ducks by the surrogate clown |
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Uptown smashing your leather balls |
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Into the rusty cans shooting rabbits and monkeys |
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Feeding the donkeys |
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Waiting for the days to be blemished in frown |
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Hey hey do you remember when you stood in the aisle |
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Between the rivers that you saw in your dreams, |
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The fainted flashes from kindergarten |
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Swimming in bourbon chasing a big balloon |
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You looked so happy shooting the blind with blanks on medicine square |
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In the obituary rolling stone |
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A metropolitician met Jo DiMaggio |
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Playing arpeggio from the great beyond |
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In the solitary home a woman's talking through a phone |
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With a man who is selling dreams for people who never close their eyes |
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Unless they try to sleep |
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In the solitary home by the TV all alone |
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Her children left her years ago |
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And her husband sails a world of paper souls and silhouettes |
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When time hits the gravity nothing seems to measure up |
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The days, weeks, months, years filling her up |
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Stuck in a commercial |
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Hideous like a dying tiny little puppy |
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Skinny to the bone |
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You bite the bullet twixt the cup and the lip in a monstrous town |
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Where the jingles are fading |
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Every time you try to change the channel |
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You tune in, drop out, trying to shout |
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But no one can hear their own voice when they dream |
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AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRGH! |
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Hey hey do you remember when you stood in the yard |
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I said the world is right in front of your feet |
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And someday you're gonna meet mr. Marlon Brando |
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Live in a tango, build up a house of dreams |
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And count the dasies |
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Do you remember when your eyes had a drain |
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I was the guy behind your lashes |
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Showing all the pretty flashes of Humphrey Bogart feeding you yoghurt |
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From the great beyond |