Don't let the curtains bring you down
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Remember, Mary is a privilege
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We own this town, you said
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We own this town, you said
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A far cry from friendly
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So then flee
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Flee
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Flee
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Flee
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There are no constructs in my mind
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To speak of, when I think, (uh?), I think about you
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There are no spires for us to climb up and touch
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A benevolent hand is necessarily a bad thing
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So was spring
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Spring
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Spring
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Spring
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So what, the laid traps I'll snap shut
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I agree some things should be banned
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Like wasting all your charms on the first day as planned
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There's something perhaps even more obscene
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Misplacing the leg that you stand on
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Mary means nothing to you
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What she read was stupid
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Mary means nothing to you
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Everyone's singing, everything's true
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Everyone's singing, everything's true
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The Leg We Stand On
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| Destroyer |
