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Frozen into coats, <br />White girls of the North, <br />Filed past one, five and one <br />They are the fabled lambs, <br />A Sunday ham, <br />The ancient snow. <br /><br />And they could float above the grass, <br />In circles if they tried, <br />A latent power I'm known to hide, <br />To keep some hope alive, <br />That a girl like I could ever try, <br />Could ever try. <br /><br />So we just skirt the hallway signs, <br />A phantom and a fly, <br />Follow the lines and wonder why <br />There's no connection. <br /><br />And weakened falling eyes, <br />In cheap shots from the tribe, <br /><br />And we're often in Marcus porch again, <br />Another afternoon with the gold head tunes, <br />And pilfered booze. <br /><br />We wandered through the mama's house, <br />And the milk from the window lights, <br />Family portrait circa ninety-five, <br />This is that foreign land, <br />With the sprayed on tans, <br />And it all feels fine, <br />Beats circus slime, <br /><br />So, when they tap our mundane heads, <br />To zombie-walk in our stead, <br />This town seems hardly worth our time, <br />And we'll no longer memorize or rhyme, <br />Too far along in our climb, <br />Stepping over what now towers to the sky, <br />With no connection. <br /><br />Oooh waooooooo waooooooo <br />Oooh waooooooo waooooooo <br />Oooh waooooooo waooooooo <br />Oooh waooooooo waooooooo <br /><br />So, when they tap our sunday heads, <br />To zombie-walk in our stead, <br />This town seems hardly worth our time, <br />And we'll no longer memorize or rhyme, <br />Too far along in our climb, <br />Stepping over what now towers to the sky, <br />With no connection. <br /><br />Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
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Frozen into coats, <br />White girls of the North, <br />Filed past one, five and one <br />They are the fabled lambs, <br />A Sunday ham, <br />The ancient snow. <br /><br />And they could float above the grass, <br />In circles if they tried, <br />A latent power I'm known to hide, <br />To keep some hope alive, <br />That a girl like I could ever try, <br />Could ever try. <br /><br />So we just skirt the hallway signs, <br />A phantom and a fly, <br />Follow the lines and wonder why <br />There's no connection. <br /><br />And weakened falling eyes, <br />In cheap shots from the tribe, <br /><br />And we're often in Marcus porch again, <br />Another afternoon with the gold head tunes, <br />And pilfered booze. <br /><br />We wandered through the mama's house, <br />And the milk from the window lights, <br />Family portrait circa ninety-five, <br />This is that foreign land, <br />With the sprayed on tans, <br />And it all feels fine, <br />Beats circus slime, <br /><br />So, when they tap our mundane heads, <br />To zombie-walk in our stead, <br />This town seems hardly worth our time, <br />And we'll no longer memorize or rhyme, <br />Too far along in our climb, <br />Stepping over what now towers to the sky, <br />With no connection. <br /><br />Oooh waooooooo waooooooo <br />Oooh waooooooo waooooooo <br />Oooh waooooooo waooooooo <br />Oooh waooooooo waooooooo <br /><br />So, when they tap our sunday heads, <br />To zombie-walk in our stead, <br />This town seems hardly worth our time, <br />And we'll no longer memorize or rhyme, <br />Too far along in our climb, <br />Stepping over what now towers to the sky, <br />With no connection. <br /><br />Oooh waooooooo waooooooo
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