I wake up to the TV sportsI see two players
Onthe wall a picture of a labyrinthThat follows me into
In the middle of our lives I lost the right
Have you heard, it's absurdThe pee-pee from a little birdWake
The first drink is the blood of the lambSentimental, weak,
Have you been to Perish lately?Such a special townAvenues and
Swing high, swing lowSwing me, Swing CityThe pendulum moves, the
There was a time when our harps would singThere was
Looking for protectionThe mirror is a door made out of
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