> >>À KIND OF TRAP, TRIPPED!
> >>Beneath the A-bomb-blasting sun----
> >>Flowers so precious,
> >>For they are the flags of God.
> >>And where do I stand with God?
> >>I race to escape His displeasure.
> >>Prostrated on a tile floor--
> >>Marching to the corner store
> >>Dressed to the nines.
> >>I was a punk,
> >>I am a mod
> >>Living to save the ravers.
> >>If I ever stop I fall into my grave.
> >>Easy!
> >>I can't tell,
> >>Told until loveless
> >>All over Supertown
> >>Nothingness in the middle of everything.
> >>Everywhere. All the time.
> >>This is not a secret.
> >>This is obvious to everyone.
> >>A living moralty play all day,
> >>All my life.
> >>So I breathe,
> >>I'm real, I'm real,
> >>I love my life.
> >>On earth looking at stars.
> >>On drugs looking at stars.
> >>We are starlets.
> >>Thanks, thank you, I'm grateful. [2001]
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