And it came back to me that 10 dollar martinis,
And too late depressions,
And meanings of lives without expressions,

So shut up for Christ's sake and dance to the music that made you a moron.

Cause everything's on your side,
And everything's perfect to hide,

Well, we swear by the waves that we ride,
And we swear by the things that we tried,
To coerce you but that was disturbing,
We tried to think clearly but that was unfaithful,
Pie in the sky opportunities hate you,
And love kills everyone,
In fantasies filmed in the sun,
Fantasies filmed in the sun.


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fantasy son song meanings
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