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Loose lips might sink ships
But loose gooses take trips
To San Francisco, double dutch disco
Tech TV hottie, do it for Scotty

Do it for the living and do it for the dead
Do it for the monsters under your bed
Do it for the teenagers and do it for your mom
Broken hearts hurt but they make us strong, and

We won't stop until somebody calls the cops
And even then we'll start again and just pretend
That nothing ever happened

We won't stop until somebody calls the cops
And even then we'll start again and just pretend
That nothing ever happened

We're just dancing, we're just hugging
Singing, screaming, kissing, tugging
On the sleeve of how it used to be
How's it gonna be?

I'll drop kick Russell Stover
Move into the starting over house
And know Matt Rouse and Chester
Watching me achieve my dreams

And we'll pray all damn day, every day
That all this shit our President has got us in will go away
While we strive to figure out a way we can survive
These trying times without losing our minds

So if you wanna burn yourself
Remember that I love you
And if you wanna cut yourself
Remember that I love you

And if you wanna kill yourself
Remember that I love you
Call me up before you're dead
We can make some plans instead
Send me an IM, I'll be your friend

Shysters live from scheme to scheme
But my fourth quarter pipe dreams
Are seeming more and more worth fighting for

So I'll curate some situations
Make my job a big vacation
And I'll say, fuck Bush and fuck this war

My war paint is sharpie ink
And I'll show you how much my shit stinks
And ask you what you think
Because your thoughts and words are powerful

They think we're disposable
Well, both my thumbs are posable
Spelled out on a double word
And triple letter score, and

We won't stop until somebody calls the cops
And even then we'll start again and just pretend
That nothing ever happened

We won't stop until somebody calls the cops
And even then we'll start again and just pretend
That nothing ever happened

We won't stop until somebody calls the cops
And even then we'll start again and just pretend
That nothing ever happened

We won't stop until somebody calls the cops
And even then we'll start again and just pretend
That nothing ever happened

We're just dancing, we're just hugging
Singing, screaming, kissing, tugging
On the sleeve of how it used to be
Loose lips might sink ships   But loose gooses take trips   To San Francisco, double dutch disco   Tech TV hottie, do it for Scotty      Do it for the living and do it for the dead   Do it for the monsters under your bed   Do it for the teenagers and do it for your mom   Broken hearts hurt but they make us strong, and      We won't stop until somebody calls the cops   And even then we'll start again and just pretend   That nothing ever happened      We won't stop until somebody calls the cops   And even then we'll start again and just pretend   That nothing ever happened      We're just dancing, we're just hugging   Singing, screaming, kissing, tugging   On the sleeve of how it used to be   How's it gonna be?      I'll drop kick Russell Stover   Move into the starting over house   And know Matt Rouse and Chester   Watching me achieve my dreams      And we'll pray all damn day, every day   That all this shit our President has got us in will go away   While we strive to figure out a way we can survive   These trying times without losing our minds      So if you wanna burn yourself   Remember that I love you   And if you wanna cut yourself   Remember that I love you      And if you wanna kill yourself   Remember that I love you   Call me up before you're dead   We can make some plans instead   Send me an IM, I'll be your friend      Shysters live from scheme to scheme   But my fourth quarter pipe dreams   Are seeming more and more worth fighting for      So I'll curate some situations   Make my job a big vacation   And I'll say, fuck Bush and fuck this war      My war paint is sharpie ink   And I'll show you how much my shit stinks   And ask you what you think   Because your thoughts and words are powerful      They think we're disposable   Well, both my thumbs are posable   Spelled out on a double word   And triple letter score, and      We won't stop until somebody calls the cops   And even then we'll start again and just pretend   That nothing ever happened      We won't stop until somebody calls the cops   And even then we'll start again and just pretend   That nothing ever happened      We won't stop until somebody calls the cops   And even then we'll start again and just pretend   That nothing ever happened      We won't stop until somebody calls the cops   And even then we'll start again and just pretend   That nothing ever happened      We're just dancing, we're just hugging   Singing, screaming, kissing, tugging   On the sleeve of how it used to be