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I’m gonna lie down with a common sound,
I’m gonna bury my blues so it’s never found,
I’m gonna learn to pay attention to the television sets.
And if my sadness needs a catalyst,
I’ll just uncover my eyes, so much stimulus,
And at the shopping epicenter,
I’ll have an agoraphobic fit. 

So buy a fountain soda, put some sugar on my tongue.
I’ll even write some songs with no soul. 

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