Lyrics:
the year 2006 the music known today as the blues will exist only in the classical records department in your local public library
So tonight, ladies
Fluke in the matrix
Try new Fluke Perfume
For your escape from reality
Douse yourself in a layer of irony
Fluke Perfume
Available at your local
I wish I had button eyes and red felt nose
Shaggy cotton skin and just one set of clothes
Sittin' on the shelf in the local department store
With
I can see me now, people knocking down my door
Till I could get it on the shelf of the local department store
And I can see it now going right
department
Until his injury
Now he puts out the fires
For the girl from the city
His family's from these parts
Before the white men got there
Grows
Attention all parents
Report to your local therapist
Report to your local church
Report to your local Police department
It's going down
Attention all parents
Report to your local therapist
Report to your local church
Report to your local Police department
It's going down
A man's a man all right
Just like any other man
He'll search the town tonight
For a fifty dollar love affair
And another taste of cheap delight
Little Annie never had a Christmas
Her family was too poor
While walking by she saw a sign
At the local department store it said
"Just around
well, I wish I had button eyes and a red felt nose
shaggy cotton skin and just one set of clothes
Sittin' on a shelf in a local department store
going to be
In High, High So-
High So-ci-,
High So-ci-ety.
I want to play for my former pal-
He runs the local jazz festival.
His name is Dexter
going to be
In High, High So-
High So-ci-,
High So-ci-ety.
I want to play for my former pal-
He runs the local jazz festival.
His name is Dexter
you just board an ocean liner?
Fancy meeting you here!
Didn't we agree that our affair was too frantic,
And we'd both feel good divided by the wide
well, I wish I had button eyes and a red felt nose
shaggy cotton skin and just one set of clothes
Sittin' on a shelf in a local department store
She does a dirty dance
To a song about a bad romance
Meet a damaged girl, meet a damaged guy
He's a local star
Stealing glares of her across the bar
profit
Get to feel like a thug but don't have to act on it
Local homicide rates got 'em astonished
Reading 'bout it on a laptop in pajamas
Microsoft
2:30PM
Thomas enters the local police department informing them of Eddy's disappearance
The area swarms with cops, and a search had begun
We need
going to be
In High, High So-
High So-ci-,
High So-ci-ety.
I wanna play for my former pal-
He runs the local jazz festival.
His name is Dexter
clean
The supermarket and the drug store and the bars all doing well
Now they were the folks that made America famous
Our local fire department
gratification
And devices which might or might not be supplied in a local
Department store or perhaps a drugstore but at very least in
One of those fancy new
you just board an ocean liner?
Fancy meeting you here!
Didn't we agree that our affair was too frantic,
And we'd both feel good divided by the wide
going to be
In High, High So-
High So-ci-,
High So-ci-ety.
I wanna play for my former pal-
He runs the local jazz festival.
His name is Dexter
I wish I had button eyes and a red felt nose
Shaggy cotton skin and just one set of clothes
Sittin' on the shelf in the local department store
With
He used to have a problem
But he got it fixed (got it fixed)
He took a small apartment
Above a shoe department
And he could see from his window
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