The cash machine is blue and green
For a bundle of twenties and a small service fee
I could spend three dollars and sixty-three cents
On Diet Coca-Cola and unlit cigarettes
I wonder why we listen to poets when nobody gives a ****
How hot and sorrowful, the machine begs for luck
All my lies are always wishes
I know I would die if I could come back new
We want a good life with a nose for things
the fresh wind and bright sky to endure my suffering
I'm a hole without a key if I break my tongue !10?12310g1014314c??10r
Oh, speaking of tomorrow, how will it ever come?
All my lies are always wishes
I know I would die if I could come back new
I'm down on my hands and knees
every time I hear a doorbell ring
I shake like a toothache
every time I hear myself sing
All my lies are only wishes
I know I would die if I could come back new
I would like to salute
the ashes of American flags
And all the fallen leaves
filling up shopping bags
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