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incinerator. . We're never going to end up in the furnace of a fema camp. Burning in the furnace, furnace of a fema camp. Fema camp. . There's an Amtrak rail leading to the siding. Where a turnstile
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love from me to you Stop it now I've been killing myself. I've been willing myself to give back all what he gave. Another turnstile bare to the bone turning alone. Hope he's turning in his grave My
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waiting Night rise. Like the evening prize. In a turnstile backwards we fly Cold bones. Tied together by. Black ropes we pulled from a swing Little one. Just a little way. Today all of the dreams are
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two-mile. Meet me, meet me at the turnstile. I never met him, I'll never forget him. Dream dream even for a little while. Dream dream filling up an idle hour. Fade away, radiate. I sit by and
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). (Guaranteed to take hold of you). (So welcome, to the turnstile). (Take a turn with a new vow) Baby don't cry, baby don't cry. (Say, hey, I know what you know). (All the sympathy made a mess of me
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your jacket pocket on a turnstile?). Ohh, hoo, Lisa, Lisa. (Ohh, yea, Lisa, Lisa). Lisa broke my heart
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rain But Casey minds the arrows. And ignores the fatal echoes. Of the clickin' of the turnstile. And the rattle of his chain "Oh!" she said. "Casey it's been so long since I've seen you". "Here" she
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ignores the fatal echoes. Of the clickin' of the turnstile. And the rattle of his chain "Oh!" she said. "Casey it's been so long since I've seen you". "Here" she said. "Just a kiss to make a body smile
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my pizzeria. Connected like Sinatra. The phantom of the opera. The turnstile hopper. Admoney "* those coppers". Got the Dean Martin style. Dino Botz "Woo doo bee doo". I got the drunken flow
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I'm like got damn who left the gate open. Most prominent and dominant. Shittin' like I'm like lactose intolerant. Meanwhile I hopped the turnstile. With the L O D Ichabod crane style. I stepped
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station. With plasticine porters with looking glass ties. Suddenly someone is there at the turnstile. The girl with kaleidoscope eyes
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yourself on a train in a station. With plasticine porters with looking-glass ties. Suddenly someone is there at the turnstile. The girl with kaleidoscope eyes Lucy in the sky with diamonds. Lucy in the
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. My high rise is so high. The height of my high style. Comes right from the turnstile All around the world. Hey girl, hey girl, hey girl. Zippers and your pearls, hey girl. (When I walk through the
