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try to remember the sights and sounds of a forgotten land
like a tourist in the burial ground goes digging in the sand
until some spark makes the forest burn
some sacred heart makes the chaos turn
reflected with your name in lights
when you're dead, you'll glow at night.
i'm the announcer on your favorite show
why do you try to catch my eye
'cause I'll just give you a real rich reward
i'll say good, goodbye
every summer we fall in love,
lay on the grass and watch the stars fall.
every summer we fall in love,
we get kinda warm and that's just about all.
your dad pushed you on a silver swing
with Judy Garland and her crew
upstairs where there's no air to breathe
see how much damage I can do
you make your puppet speak and move
you make it dance and make it groove
and make it sing those sweet songs for me
make it have some sympathy
i'm a good man,
i'm a bad man.
i'm a good man,
i'm a bad man.
like a tourist in the burial ground goes digging in the sand
until some spark makes the forest burn
some sacred heart makes the chaos turn
reflected with your name in lights
when you're dead, you'll glow at night.
why do you try to catch my eye
'cause I'll just give you a real rich reward
i'll say good, goodbye
every summer we fall in love,
lay on the grass and watch the stars fall.
every summer we fall in love,
we get kinda warm and that's just about all.
your dad pushed you on a silver swing
with Judy Garland and her crew
upstairs where there's no air to breathe
see how much damage I can do
you make your puppet speak and move
you make it dance and make it groove
and make it sing those sweet songs for me
make it have some sympathy
i'm a bad man.
i'm a good man,
i'm a bad man.
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Submitted by
vulgar On Mar 18, 2007
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Sounds schizophrenic in nature, but a great part of this makes me feel like it's discovering somebody who is fake. Perhaps a lover, who keeps going back to him and vice versa, and he just knows how fake and contrived it all is.