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Halt one, roundabout two, bow three waving to the gleaming sun of pop tired of dreams, sick of nightmares fence pailings on the cheesy moon just dance to the madman's beat cause I recruit, she smiles Gridiron match for the lonely hearted tears on a second hand electric guitar look to close, and you will sleep too how cruel is this world today full of broken mirrors ans soiled shirts electric overhaul for the shadow of a doubt cry baby, ain't crying tears no more Halt one, roundabout two, bow three waving to the gleaming sun of pop tired of dreams, sick of nightmares fence pailings on the cheesy moon just dance to the madman's beat cause I recruit, she smiles skeleton speaking french to the empty so pity the fools who chase the stars it's too bad, they will never catch up blood stained umbrellas on the windowsill kisses from the lost blind dates to much to handle for me so so fallen prince, risen duke to the clouds leaves of the busing trees of shame read the headlines, to be dressed now Halt one, roundabout two, bow three waving to the gleaming sun of pop tired of dreams, sick of nightmares fence pailings on the cheesy moon just dance to the madman's beat cause I recruit, she smiles Halt one, roundabout two, bow three waving to the gleaming sun of pop tired of dreams, sick of nightmares fence pailings on the cheesy moon just dance to the madman's beat cause I recruit, she smiles ooh ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya ya I, I, I recruit, she smiles |