Bury me
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Like dangerous waste.
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I'll lay dormant
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For a thousand years.
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But it's like dismantling
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A decommissioned spacecraft.
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Some parts you can't destroy.
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She fidgets too much.
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I've got a bee in my bonnet.
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Stay aspirant
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To avoid accident
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On my return
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I will smother you.
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In everything that I've learned
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Until you turn blue.
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Now is never a good time
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When you're ready to engage.
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My newsprint fingers are turning a page.
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Oh, she fidgets too much.
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I've got a bee in my bonnet.
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Soon enough our lips will linger
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And you start to pull away
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But before this chance is torn asunder
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Your hips begin to sway.
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The penultimate clinch
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Lasted the longest
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It's the penultimate clinch
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It was the warmest
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A deliberate pinch
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Sounded the warning
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Of a prudish flinch
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I found it appalling
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Oh, the penultimate clinch
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Lasted the longest
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It's the penultimate clinch
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It was the warmest
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A deliberate pinch
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Sounded the warning
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Of a prudish flinch
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I found it appalling
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The Penultimate Clinch
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Maximo Park |