paroles de chanson a worthless serenade - The Blunt Force Trauma
Summertime
goes
pouring
down
the
drain
Wasted
all
of
it
washed
in
powdered
champagne
Pot
of
coffee
way
to
start
a
mundane
Crying
out
a
worthless
Crying
out
a
worthless
serenade
Crying
out
a
worthless
serenade
Crying
out
a
worthless
serenade
Crying
out
a
worthless
serenade
Better
than
standing
out
in
the
rain
Throwing
pity
parties,
marching
in
parades
Crying
out
a
worthless
serenade
At
least,
there
used
to
be
a
number
Somewhere
I
could
go
running
and
Hide
for
cover
Hide
for
cover
Now
it's
washer
and
it's
dryer
and
I'm
frightened
in
the
cupboards
(Their
world
is
full
of
maple
streets
And
we'll
go
from
one
to
the
other
Other
Other
And
let
them
destroy
Destroy
Destroy
Destroy
Destroy
Destroy
themselves
One
to
the
other
The
other
The
other
This
maple
maple
maple
street
street
street
Is
not
unique
By
no
means
Believe
me
friends
the
only
thing
that's
gonna
happen
Is
that
we're
gonna
eat
each
other
up
alive
Alive
Alive
Gonna
eat
each
other
up
alive
Gonna
eat
each
other
up
alive
Gonna
eat
each
other
up
alive
Alive
Alive
Alive
Alive
It's
the
monster,
it's
the
monster)
Crying
out
a
worthless
serenade
Don't
know
how
much
longer
I
can
stand
the
masquerade
One
of
these
days
I'm
gonna
have
to
break
Always
left
stranded,
hot
iron
branded
a
race
horse
At
least
a
race
horse
gets
put
out
to
pasture
At
least
a
race
horses
deepest
concern
is
that
he
has
to
run
faster
Crying
out
a
worthless
serenade
Better
than
standing
out
in
the
rain
Throwing
pity
parties
marching
in
parades
Ain't
got
no
lemons
never
make
no
lemonade
If
you
wanna
cut
the
heat
you'd
better
stand
out
in
the
shade
Crying
all
about
my
worthless
serenade
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