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One, two, three.

Everybody laughs and everybody cries. Everybody lives and everybody dies.

Everybody eats and everybody loves.

Everybody knows what everybody does.

Everybody's going through the changes.

Every complication.

What you say with gesture and expression in my

imagination.

Every mobile phone and every restaurant.

Everyone we know and everything you want.

Everybody wants what you're going to do. Everything is close to everything is

true. Everybody's dancing and fidgeting again.

Everybody's out right now, they're coming in.

Everybody's going through the garbage looking for inspiration.

While you'll find it staring at the ceiling of the subway

station.

Everyone you love in every kind of way.

Every song we sing and every kind of prayer.

Everybody sees, everybody's asking, everybody please.

Everybody's going everywhere at once.

Everybody's backside, everybody's front.

Everybody wants what you're going through.

Everybody's wearing everybody's shoe.

like that.

Don't be so mean.

Don't say those things.

Don't laugh at me.

Don't wear those clothes.

Don't walk away.

Don't make that face.

Don't call my name.

Don't smell so nice.

Don't dance so close.

Don't dance like that.

On tippy toes Don't say that word Don't play that

game Don't start to cry Don't change your ways

Don't say

Don't say it's good.

Don't say it's fine.

Don't break my heart.

Don't change your mind.

Don't run so fast.

Don't ever stop.

Everything you say.

Don't make shit up.

Don't say.

They're going to stand still.

STAAA -

Okay. Thank you.

Here we stand, like an Adam and an Eve,

waterfall,

the garden of Eden,

two fools in love, so beautiful and...

We caught a rattlesnake Now

we got something for dinner

You've got it. You've got it.

Years ago.

Standing tall.

but i guess i was wrong hey this was a parking lot

Mr. Honk!

I dream of cherry pies, candy bars, and chocolate chip cookies.

You've got it. You've got it. We used to muck away.

Now we just eat nothing very.

You've got it. You've got it. This was a discount store. Now it's turned into a

cornfield.

You've got it. You've got it. don't leave me standing here i can't get used

this lifestyle

Okay, we got one more.

There's just some great sights out by the highway.

A place where nobody knows.

The sound of gunfire off in the distance.

I'm getting used to it now.

Lived in a brownstone hut. Lived in a ghetto.

I lived all over this town.

This ain't no party.

This ain't no disco.

This ain't no fooling around.

No time for dancing or lovey -dovey.

I ain't got time for that now.

Transmit the message to the receiver.

Hope for an answer someday.

I got three passports. I got a couple of visas.

You don't even know my real name.

I'm on the hillside.

The trucks are loading.

Everything's ready to roll.

I sleep in the daytime.

I work in the nighttime.

I might not ever get home.

This ain't no party.

This ain't no disco.

This ain't no fooling around.

This ain't the mud pub or TVGV. I ain't got time for that now.

This ain't no disco.

This ain't no fooling around.

No time for dancing or dubbing, dubbing. I ain't got time for that now.

Heard about Houston.

Heard about Detroit.

Heard about Pittsburgh, PA.

You ought to know not to stand by the window.

Somebody see you up there.

I got some groceries.

Some peanut butter.

To last a couple of days.

But I ain't got no speakers and I ain't got no headphones.

Ain't got no records to play.

I stay in college. I go to night school.

Don't have any difference this time.

Can't write a letter. I can't send no postcard.

I can't write nothing at all.

This ain't no party.

This ain't no disco.

This ain't no fooling around.

I ain't got time for that now.

Trouble in transit. Got through the roadblock. We blended in with the crowd.

We've got computers.

We're tapping phone lines.

I know that that ain't allowed.

We dress like students.

We dress like housewives.

Or in a suit and a tie.

Changed my hairstyle so many times now. I don't know what I look like.

You make me shiver. I feel so tender.

We make a pretty good team.

Don't get exhausted.

I do some driving.

You want to get some sleep.

Burn on my notebook.

Put it on notebook.

They won't help me survive.

My chest is aching and it burns like a furnace.

The burning gives me a lie.

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