Bushleaguer Lyrics

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How does he do it? How do they do it? Uncanny and immutable
This is such a happening tailpipe of a party.
Like sugar, the guests are so refined, (look like melting mice)

A confidence man, but why so beleagued?
He's not a leader, he's a Texas leaguer
Swinging for the fence, got lucky with a strike
Drilling for fear, makes the job simple
Born on third, thinks he got a triple

Blackout weaves its way through the cities
Blackout weaves its way through the cities
Blackout weaves its way,...

I remember when you sang
That song about today
Now it's tomorrow and
Everything has changed

A think tank of aloof multiplication
A nicotine wish and a colossus decanter
Retrenchment and foolishness
"What's the buckos?"
The raves have not a clue
The immenseness of suffering
And the odd negotiation, a rarity
With onionskin plausibility of life,
And a keyboard reaffirmation

Blackout weaves its way through the cities
Blackout weaves its way through the cities
Blackout weaves its way,...

I remember when you sang
That song about today
Now it's tomorrow and
Everything has changed

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How does he do it? How do they do it? Uncanny and immutable  
This is such a happening tailpipe of a party.  
Like sugar, the guests are so refined, (look like melting mice)  
  
A confidence man, but why so beleagued?  
He's not a leader, he's a Texas leaguer  
Swinging for the fence, got lucky with a strike  
Drilling for fear, makes the job simple  
Born on third, thinks he got a triple  
  
Blackout weaves its way through the cities  
Blackout weaves its way through the cities  
Blackout weaves its way,...  
  
I remember when you sang  
That song about today  
Now it's tomorrow and  
Everything has changed  
  
A think tank of aloof multiplication  
A nicotine wish and a colossus decanter  
Retrenchment and foolishness  
"What's the buckos?"  
The raves have not a clue  
The immenseness of suffering  
And the odd negotiation, a rarity  
With onionskin plausibility of life,  
And a keyboard reaffirmation  
  
Blackout weaves its way through the cities  
Blackout weaves its way through the cities  
Blackout weaves its way,...  
  
I remember when you sang  
That song about today  
Now it's tomorrow and  
Everything has changed

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