Sprpunk
Sick Balloons
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Got a chrome bass And a small face We're the kids Shanghai'd in suburbia Hanging by the threads of our wine Memorizing all the passage of time Got a slow pace And a posh space We're the kids Crashed out and impervious Standing in the back of the line Cause you're friends are so remarkably fine And this change is gonna set us awry Got a new grand And some trash cans We're the kids Implied in perverse Harmonizing every trebly kind When your mouth is an assembly line So short cased in untimely grace And i don't wanna comb my face! New york in cold december You won't pry the sleeves of pretender Taking all the gloves and the grime Polarizing all your Kerouac crimes Two cans cull amps in the bedlam No nods to thee wed and the red one When taxis have all gone to the sun And passerby's so gently run And I don't wanna run this race I don't wanna I don't wanna I don't wanna Be on standby
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