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The painted faces congregate in the mating season To second homes they go alone, in no rush to leave 'em And theres a fountain and a scimitar shaped yellow light It picks you up and cuts you down to size
The people there the furniture start to seem important A moment more and you catch the floor with a vivid and absorbant Sharpened arc, like the scimitar shaped yellow light that picks you up and cuts you down to size
I had questions for the tap dancer sat on your lap And she child proof caps on her answers Stone blower, blow me a stone and show me that handsome enhancer She had a rock on her throttle and a brown glass bottle full of Shavings from the sun Although those shoes affect your step don't forget Whose legs you're on
And theres a fountain and a scimitar shaped yellow light It picks you up and cuts you down to size