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  1. We'd wake before daylight
    And practice up until noon
    He wanted perfection
    Always the same tune

    After all the pretty things you'd done for me
    I left you in a ditch
    You were the bank but I was the star on the silver screen
    My cheeks made blind men see and they all rose for me
    But after all the pretty things you'd done for me
    I left you in a ditch

    My voice grew hoarse reciting words that you know so well
    Though no one heard, they would so soon
    Once my sound was known to the finest tastes that set global tone
    "And I'll helm the seas of a burgeoning scene as the new come queen
    While you lick your wounds in a hole that's black perpetually"

    And a pink caterpillar with six anorexic children let me stay
    But I had to keep moving through anteater town
    After anteater town
    After anteater town
    After anteater town
    After anteater town
    I'd spent all your cash by the time I got to Schlagenheim
    But your name was gouged, it was no use
    To think that you could play
    But despite all the stupid plans you set for me
    You're still in that ditch

    And I was led here after some talk of atmospheres
    I skipped the line, made it known that I was one to see
    The desk was pain, said I did not fit
    No time for ploys and games, I made my way
    Through flocks of imbeciles, I crawled through my entry point
    But the curtain drew, I was too late
    In a white suit stuffed with hay, you were on stage
    You were on stage, you were on stage, you were on stage
    You were on stage, you were on stage, you were on stage
    You were on stage, you were on stage, you were on stage

    Lights came dim and hats came one
    Though not for me
    He sat and began the sound
    It sang the chords of my memory, implying that tune

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