Oh the filth and fury of
These bus stop wars
The boys are hard
Cherry pickin outside the arcade
Keep your head down and your hood up on Myrtle Parade

Oh the ex-offender said
"I swear officer I found her tied to my bed"
Skeletons in closets sway
Among cobwebs and coathangers on Myrtle Parade

And I dreamed the city in my head last night
Oh I dreamed the city in my head last night

Oh the filth and fury are
A champagene circus, the ugly airbrushed
Cherry pickin', french kissin' the french maids
But the clock is tickin' on Myrtle Parade

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Myrtle Parade song meanings
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