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I was born in the Summer of Sam --
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Smaller and sooner than planned --
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In the spitting image of a man
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Raised by wolves on the fat of the land.
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Clear of romance, beauty, and damned
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Tomorrow will come if she can.
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Just want a woman who can walk on a wire
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With a trembling glass in her hand.
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Over the hilltops the fire engine rolls,
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Down the valley deeper still it goes;
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Got my weapons out, I'm laying low
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On this end of the telescope.
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Alone, you ramble the whole of the world
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Through black-water jungles for bliss.
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It's feast or famine, you eat what you kill
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There's no need to bring God into this.
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My heart is heavy and pressed to the bone,
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Some people too heavy to hold.
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Salutations, take me as I am --
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You can have me, or leave me alone.
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Sun-kissed lemons in the graveyard below
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Here in death you see new adventures grow.
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I see you at last but mostly ghost,
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On this end of the telescope.
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This will not be easy
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Word's out the doctor is not coming in
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This genie is too angry to go back
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Closer than ever, and covered in birds
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A bone-colored moon fills the west.
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Now, throats will be slashed, and flags will unfurl
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As time will divide us in gangs.
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Now, years of progress digging the sand
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Companions we made didn't last.
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Now, lousy lovers do well with their hands
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But I'll reach you like nobody can.
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Now, slow and easy, you let your paddle go
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Down a the bottom there is more hell to row.
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I see clear at last: I love, I loathe,
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On this end of the telescope.