Tuesday, December 30, 2014

Take out the garbage, masturbate






Oh what an ordinary day
Take out the garbage, masturbate
I'm still holding for the laugh
The dogs will bark, so let them bark
The birds will cry, I'll let them cry
Here's my report from the edge
Like a birth in reverse
What I saw through the blinds
You could say that I'm sane
In phenomenal lies
I'm the cause; make a turn
Near the party line
Like a birth in reverse
In America
This too will haunt me through the war
Laugh all you want, but I want more
'Cause what I'm swearing, I never sworn before
Like a birth in reverse
What I saw through the blinds
You could say that I'm sane
In phenomenal lies
I'm the cause; make a turn
Near the party line
Like a birth in reverse
In America
Like a birth in reverse
What I saw through the blinds
You could say that I'm sane
In phenomenal lies
I'm the cause; make a turn
Near the party line
Like a birth in reverse
In America
Songwriters
ANNE ERIN CLARK
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Lyrics © BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC

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