Little Bombs Lyrics by Aimee Mann
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From the 22nd floor
Walking down the corridor
Looking out the picture window down
On Sycamore

While perspective lines converge
Rows of cars and buses merge
All the sweet green trees of Atlanta burst
Like little bombs
Or little pom-poms
Shaken by a careless hand
That dries them off
And leaves again

Life just kind of empties out
Less a deluge than a drought
Less a giant mushroom cloud
Than an unexploded shell
Inside a cell
Of the Lennox Hotel

On the 22nd floor
Found a notice on my door
While outside, the sun is shining on
Those little bombs
Those little pom-poms

Life just kind of empties out
Less a deluge than a drought
Less a giant mushroom cloud
Than an unexploded shell
Inside a cell
Of the Lennox Hotel

Inside a cell
Of the Lennox Hotel

Inside a cell
Of the Lennox Hotel

Inside a cell
Of the Lennox Hotel
From the 22nd floor   Walking down the corridor   Looking out the picture window down   On Sycamore      While perspective lines converge   Rows of cars and buses merge   All the sweet green trees of Atlanta burst   Like little bombs   Or little pom-poms   Shaken by a careless hand   That dries them off   And leaves again      Life just kind of empties out   Less a deluge than a drought   Less a giant mushroom cloud   Than an unexploded shell   Inside a cell   Of the Lennox Hotel      On the 22nd floor   Found a notice on my door   While outside, the sun is shining on   Those little bombs   Those little pom-poms      Life just kind of empties out   Less a deluge than a drought   Less a giant mushroom cloud   Than an unexploded shell   Inside a cell   Of the Lennox Hotel      Inside a cell   Of the Lennox Hotel      Inside a cell   Of the Lennox Hotel      Inside a cell   Of the Lennox Hotel