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I'm not a ladies man, I'm a land mine
Filming my own fake death
Under an '88 Cavalier I go
But-but-but-but nothing but the rear bumper's blown
But I's born for this flight
United 955 on the fifth of July
Back to SFO
I-I- I join the dark side
In a thin disguise
On consumer grade video at night
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Faking suicide for applause
In the food courts of malls
And cursing racing horses on church steps
Playing the wall at singles bingo
All-time gringo
Did anyone hear me cry there?
Through a toilet stall divider
I swear I care, God
Am I an example of a calculated birth?
To a star chart for clowns, I'm not
Under robin eggs in a nest, you hid a manila envelope
With one last little robin's egg in it
A hollow bullet yet spent
Subject to dismissal
I wish all my pitfalls
Could be caught by this call
Cheeri-a, cheeri-e, cheeri-i, cheeri-o, cheeri-u
Cheeri-A, cheeri-E, cheeri-I, cheeri-O, cheeri-U
Cheeri-a, cheeri-e, cheeri-i, cheeri-o, cheeri-u
Cheeri-a, cheeri-e, cheeri-i, cheeri-o, cheeri-u
Cheeri-a, cheeri-e, cheeri-i, cheeri-o, cheeri-u
Cheeri-a, cheeri-e, cheeri-i, cheeri-o, cheeri-u
