Lyrics

You want to know if I want to go To another one of Jackie? s parties To hang around with a bunch of clowns Gazing at their shoes and acting arty Let's not and say we did? I cannot, I can? t deal with it I cannot deal with it I can practically hear them You want to know if I want to go I hear them shooting the shit Promote myself, to show and tell I can picture them sneering at Back stabbing, how gouache Each other? s weak attempts at wit I don't think so I know, I know Let's not and say we did? I cannot, I can? t deal with it Cannot deal with that thing Let? s just hide out and be boring Let? s just hide from everything I'm in no mood to go whoring To keep grabbing the brass ring Can? t possibly? You think I would meet someone who could Help me get my somewhat leftfield art out Get on the scene, you never know where things lead You gotta go to Jackie? s weekly party, man Let's not and say we did? Let? s not, I can? t deal with it I cannot deal with that thing
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