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High Hopes
- Had to have high high hopes for a living
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THERE'S A GOOD REASON THESE TABLES ARE NUMBERED HONEY,YOU JUST HAVEN'T THOUGHT OF IT YET
- Please, leave all overcoats, canes and top hats with the doorman.
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LONDON BECKONED SONGS ABOUT MONEY WRITTEN BY MACHINES
- Stop stalling. Make a name for yourself.
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BUILD GOD, THEN WE'LL TALK
- It's these substandard motels on the on the corner of 4th and Freemont Street.
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NAILS FOR BREAKFAST, TACKS FOR SNACKS
- Watch your mouth, your speech is slurred enough that you might swallow your
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CAMISADO
- This is the scent of dead skin on a linoleum floor.
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TIME TO DANCE
- Oh please, she's not bleeding
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LYING IS THE MOST FUN A GIRL CAN HAVE WITHOUT TAKING HER CLOTHES OFF
- Well Is it still me that makes you sweat?
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BUT IT'S BETTER IF YOU DO
- Now I'm of consenting age, to be forgetting you in a cabaret
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I WRITE SINS NOT TRAGEDIES
- Imagine; as I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor,
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I CONSTANTLY THANK GOD FOR ESTEBAN
- Give us this day our daily dose of faux affliction,
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