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You weren’t lost in a dream

Progressive education and fantasy

Driving from that shore to this shore

You weren’t lost till you lost your pants

Taking a final in Anthropologie

Smoking a canned blunt

Pounding a forty

Hold your hair back miladdies and dry heave

How do you do when alive?

The other’s an option that doesn’t deliver

It’s not like you can watch them cry

Over granite headstones

Cremation down the river

No the skies are falling

Throw your face over a toilet

Give us your tattooed smile and dry heave

I could never give you good advice

Well what do I know about death and dying?

You can travel to Oprah’s Chicago

But the broad is gonna make all your problems worse

She’ll take your problems and make ‘em hers

Make a production

Give us emotion

Put up your jazz hands

Jane your jazz

Put up your jazz hands

Oh you know the skies are falling

Oh you know the skies are falling

Jane you know the skies are falling

Chicken little says skies are falling

Yeah you know the skies…

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