Thru the speakers, and thru the walls My sounds will travel in spite of it all To the bunkers of my fake brick walls Pray sister Mary I can keep my control For once, or maybe twice, I was in my prime The best are made from these That's what I say to put my mind at ease The saddest songs are wrote in minor keys Like Johnny Marr I want my please please please Cancel the meetings, blacklist them all My sounds will travel in spite of it all |
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