The End Of Margaret Mary Lyrics by Stickshift Rocketship
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When I was stuck in New York City, Waiting for an aeroplane,
I thought I was flying, Man, I need a shot of novocaine.
But I heard I was jaded and a fiend for bad publicity.
And I heard, when you're hated, it's a sign of pure simplicity.

There's no place like home.
There's no place like home.
There's no place like Kansas City.

Margaret Mary,
You know what this means.
You'll always be a part of me,
But there'll always be
A lifetime on the in-between.
When I was stuck in New York City, Waiting for an aeroplane,   I thought I was flying, Man, I need a shot of novocaine.   But I heard I was jaded and a fiend for bad publicity.   And I heard, when you're hated, it's a sign of pure simplicity.       There's no place like home.   There's no place like home.   There's no place like Kansas City.       Margaret Mary,    You know what this means.   You'll always be a part of me,   But there'll always be    A lifetime on the in-between.