Lyrics:
Champaign
Signals of virtue
Tears for Notre Dame
Smiling through a hole in a cutout body
Saying, "Take a picture with me"
And the claw machine
Hope
brings
Ain't got a vault or security
It's not a velvet rope kind of gallery
It's just sunshine smilin' on plain white paper
Cardboard cutouts with
Well there you stand at your podium so wise
I watched you on TV and I fantasized
I've got your poster on my wall with the cutout eyes
And in my
love my baby
Well, I'm gonna tell you the reason why
Never told you this before
'Cause there ain't a chance for a cutout
You've got to stay with me
Well, I'm gonna tell you the reason why
Never told you this before
'Cause there ain't a chance for a cutout
You've got to stay with me till the day I die
love my baby
Well, I'm gonna tell you the reason why
Never told you this before
'Cause there ain't a chance for a cutout
You've got to stay with me
come the right track
Cartoon cutout
Cut throat bled out
I'm on your side
Be on the both side
I'm alright Jack
You get off my back
I'm no dope
I
come the right track
Cartoon cutout
Cut throat bled out
I'm on your side
Be on the both side
I'm alright Jack
You get off my back
I'm no dope
I
I'm so afraid of mistakes that I've made
Shaking every time that I awake
I feel like a cardboard cut-out man
So build me a time
When
love my baby
Well, I'm gonna tell you the reason why
Never told you this before
'Cause there ain't a chance for a cutout
You've got to stay with me
New Thanksgiving Feast
We traced our hands and made paper cutouts
We pasted feathers on
And we would shout out
I made a turkey
I made a headdress
I
Ain't no doors and no windows
Just a roll bar and a radio
If it rains you're gonna get wet
But that old 302 ain't let me down yet
It's a cutout
Well, I'm gonna tell you the reason why
Never told you this before
'Cause there ain't a chance for a cutout
You've got to stay with me till the day I die
Sarah Pencil Farthing Vivian Streamroller Adams
Pie Biscuit Aftershave Gore Stringbottom Smith.
(Shot of twit in a sports car reversing into cut-out
love my baby
Well, I'm gonna tell you the reason why
Never told you this before
'Cause there ain't a chance for a cutout
You've got to stay with me
And so we say
We ain't got life
Don't want a cardboard cut-out
Don't want a plastic knife
Now I know, time can march
With it's chargin' feet
inevitably lose
Governed by laws set up by me
Fracture it's jaw to let me be
A cut-out cardboard condo maze
Filled with an insubordinate race
Irrational
Another law was passed today - hooray
Cut price bullets in your hardware store
And to pass your time of stay
Life size cutouts are your target score
superstitious
I am a cardboard cutout, old and faded
I won't fall down that fucking rabbit hole
I'm barely standing on the ground
All the hints that you
I was grinding through my day gig
Stackin' cutouts at the Strand
When in walks Franny from NYU
We were quite an item back then
We talked
(to make dad love me)
To make dad finally love me!
I got one hundred cardboard cutouts of Kathy Ireland all in one room
I run through that shit
of Hollywood)
It's a loaded fantasy, yeah, yeah, yeah
Now her mother collects cut-outs
And the pictures make her smile
But if she saw behind the curtains
of Hollywood)
She's believing in a dream
It's a loaded fantasy, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
La da da, la da da
Now her mother collects cut-outs
And the bored bench warmers
Castaways and cutouts, fill it up
Come join the youth and beauty brigade
Nothing will stand in our way
I figured I had paid my
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