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Evening News, The Lyrics
This just in: you're not out
And all your friends don't ever come around.
Begin again, fingers clicking on your rubber remote
Wheels spinning, nowhere to go.
I'll stop watching the race to be most differently the same.
Sit down today, the tellie talks
She's right on time, chopsticks clicking in a cardboard box
Pre-produced protean life, pristine prostitute
Hello. Good day. Goodnight. Goodbye.
I'll stop watching the race to be most differently the same.
"And I see something new.
Something new and great is coming soon
Something that will envelope you."
And know by the glow of the screen
You won't find me going to sleep.
Cause maybe a message for me
Will come if I keep listening.
And all your friends don't ever come around.
Begin again, fingers clicking on your rubber remote
Wheels spinning, nowhere to go.
She's right on time, chopsticks clicking in a cardboard box
Pre-produced protean life, pristine prostitute
Hello. Good day. Goodnight. Goodbye.
Something new and great is coming soon
Something that will envelope you."
You won't find me going to sleep.
Cause maybe a message for me
Will come if I keep listening.
Song Info
Submitted by
feronia On Nov 28, 2010
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