.I don't need it at the foot of my bed anymore, and invitations of "friends" like howling wolves at the door.We're bent backs at the bar, we see them slide in from afar, what are we in public for?So we take the bar home, cuz we can't stand the smell anymore.So I light up in a field a gasoline scarecr.
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