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Current song lyrics
There's something solid forming in the air,<br />and the wall of death is lowered in Times Square.<br />No one seems to care,<br />they carry on as if nothing was there.<br />The wind is blowing harder now,<br />blowing dust into my eyes.<br />The dust settles on my skin,<br />making a crust I cannot move in.<br />And I'm hovering like a fly,<br />waiting for the windshield on the freeway.<br /><br />Echoes of the Broadway Everglades<br />With her mythical madonnas still walking in their shades;<br />Lenny Bruce, declares a truce and plays his other hand<br />Marshall McLuhan, casual viewin', head buried in the sand.<br />Sirens on the rooftops wailing, but there's no ship sailing.<br />Groucho, with his movies trailing, stands alone with his punchline failing.<br /><br />Ku Klux Klan serve hot soul food and the band plays "In the Mood"<br />The cheerleader waves her cyanide wand,<br />There's a smell of peach blossom and bitter almond.<br />Caryl Chessman sniffs the air and leads the parade<br />He knows, in a scent, you can bottle what you made!<br /><br />There's Howard Hughes in blue suede shoes<br />Smiling at the majorette, smoking Winston cigarettes.<br />And as the song and dance begins, the children play at home with needles...needles and pins.
New song lyrics
There's something solid forming in the air,<br />and the wall of death is lowered in Times Square.<br />No one seems to care,<br />they carry on as if nothing was there.<br />The wind is blowing harder now,<br />blowing dust into my eyes.<br />The dust settles on my skin,<br />making a crust I cannot move in.<br />And I'm hovering like a fly,<br />waiting for the windshield on the freeway.<br /><br />Echoes of the Broadway Everglades<br />With her mythical madonnas still walking in their shades;<br />Lenny Bruce, declares a truce and plays his other hand<br />Marshall McLuhan, casual viewin', head buried in the sand.<br />Sirens on the rooftops wailing, but there's no ship sailing.<br />Groucho, with his movies trailing, stands alone with his punchline failing.<br /><br />Ku Klux Klan serve hot soul food and the band plays "In the Mood"<br />The cheerleader waves her cyanide wand,<br />There's a smell of peach blossom and bitter almond.<br />Caryl Chessman sniffs the air and leads the parade<br />He knows, in a scent, you can bottle what you made!<br /><br />There's Howard Hughes in blue suede shoes<br />Smiling at the majorette, smoking Winston cigarettes.<br />And as the song and dance begins, the children play at home with needles...needles and pins.
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