well you never did like the way the road stretched out
never knowing where all these oiley black threads are tied
under the lights of a spaceship landed
on the ice of a curve unsanded
theres a clover leaf
that'll wreck your life
and everybody lives in a knot
everybody lives in a knot
everybody's trying to make space around what they think they've got
everybody lives in a knot
everybody lives in a knot
everybody's trying to make space around what they think they've got
it was never better
it was never any better
but a nation is not soothed
when they tell her
and the doctors all look shocked
but everybody grows up weened on some sick late century dream
or the happy face on a shirt smiling
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