got your mother
on the headphones
screamin' like the furies
but you'll never ever hear her
get out now
while you've got no direction
no bible studies
no television
and weve got our fake names
but its hiding just the same
get out now you ain't got no better one
the futures got its start
but where are the flying cars?
i've got the keys, but for this disease
we'll need something with a bit more heart

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Telephone Telephoney song meanings
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