First Verse:
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Synapse to synapse: the possibility's thin.
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I'm dressed up for free drinks and family greetings
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on your wedding, your wedding, your wedding date.
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The figures in plastic on the wedding cake that I took were so real.
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And I kept distance: the complications cloud
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the postcards and blips through fiber optics,
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as the girls with pigtails were running from little
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boys wearing bow ties their parents bought them: "I'll catch
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you this time!"
Chorus:
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Crashing through the parlor doors, what was your first reaction?
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Screaming, drunk, disorderly: I'll tell you mine.
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You were the one, but I can't spit it out when the date's been set.
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The white routine to be ingested inaccurately.
Second Verse:
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Synapse to synapse: the sneaky kids had attached
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beer cans to the bumper so they could drive
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up and down the main drag.
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People would turn to see who's making the racket.
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It's not
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the first time.
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When they lay down the fish will swim upstream
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and I'll contest, but they won't listen
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when the casualty rate's near 100%,
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and there isn't a pension for second best or for hard-----ly moving...
Chorus:
F# E Bm D G E
Crashing through the parlor doors, what was your first reaction?
F# E
Screaming, drunk, disorderly: I'll tell you mine.
Bm D G E Bm D G E
You were the one, but I can't spit it out when the date's been set.
Bm D G E Bm D G E
The white routine to be ingested inaccurately.
Bm D G E Bm D G E
You were the one, but I can't spit it out when the date's been set.
Bm D G E Bm D G E
The white routine to be ingested inaccurately.
