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Bad Religion Stranger Than Fiction Hooray For Me... I can see my teenage father standing straight on a desolate corner, in the shadow of tentacled towers by the red light of America, I imagine how his mother felt when she heard that her husband was dying, and that underground heroes of the tarmac shooting smack were blowing up worlds and Damned out loud, he, can you tell me how does it feel? yeah, tell me, can you imagine, for a second, doing anything that you don't have to? well that's what I'm accustomed to so hooray for me when I slept with stony faces on the riverbank, my angeldevil reveller shook me desperately in dying, I don't exactly want to apologize for anything, and now we're all mad and tangled in secret rooms with roman candles, on an endless graveyard train yeah, tell me, can you imagine, for a second, doing anything just 'cuz you want to? well, that's just what I do so hooray for me yeah, I was dreaming through the 'howzlife', yawning, car black, when she told me 'mad and meaningless as ever..', and a song came on my radio like a cemetery rhyme, for a million crying corpses in their tragedy of respectable existence oh, yeah, I'm not respectable, and never sensible, I've been incredible so damned irascible and I like the things I do so hooray for me |
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