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When it goes around

We’re settled in your town

And you fear you’re up

On a wall, being magnified

Can it be:

You and me, lady

Two or three babies

A billion bucks

In the trust and we’re on top

We’re way up top

I feel like being the ones

Who are up to no good

We’ll be the ones they talk about

When they sit down

American dreams

Deceiving smiles

I feel like being the ones

Who are up to no good

I’m a baby, I want to cry

Sew this seam so it’s so tight that it won’t die

And in my dream when we meet eyes we can’t die

Sew this seam so it’s so tight it just won’t die

Creative beings in big lies

Oh, we will lie

Should we be more uncivilized?

Don’t apologize

Pretend I’m yours

And you are mine