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Lyrics:
Mary, you smell different Get up early in the bed For you morning comes so easy
Spells have been cast and the urge has been lost Snipers posted bills as they should Of our midnight vacation
This is our vacation, and it's my chance to make it up to you Stare at sequin seconds as they stick to the wall
People of the bay - it is excruciatingly grey Face the front when it comes for you Type slowly
Wish upon my ankles Wish upon my blue incandescent shiny brawling guillotine
The edge of creation is blurred and blushed Not a lot of room to grow Inside this leather terrarium
Sci-fi darling, sci-fi darling don't go
Back on the planet now And I'm beginning to wonder how Echelon your dreams and they'll come true Type slowly Echelon your dreams and they'll come true Type slowly
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