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Evening lands, Paul's got no plans
because the man said to stay inside.
He's has a stinker of a week on the 9 to 5.
Needed somewhere to go,
Where the entry's not denied.
There's another letter on the doorstep.
Somehow it always lands
with a first-class stamp delivery,
that reads second-class demands.
While they tried to take his liberties away,
there's a fire burning inside him
and it's growing day by day.
So tell me now.
What's gonna be the tale of Paul?
because the man said to stay inside.
He's has a stinker of a week on the 9 to 5.
Needed somewhere to go,
Where the entry's not denied.
There's another letter on the doorstep.
Somehow it always lands
with a first-class stamp delivery,
that reads second-class demands.
While they tried to take his liberties away,
there's a fire burning inside him
and it's growing day by day.
So tell me now.
What's gonna be the tale of Paul?
Just 20 years old.
Wants to do it all.
Well tonight he's
cutting the feed to the head news station.
Taking a trip for the good vibrations.
Found a recipe for life
so he's off to cook it
Tired of hearing that his freedom comes with costs.
To him it don't compare to the times he's lost.
Aging and waiting to kick the bucket.
Nah, fuck it.
Tonight he's going out.
Annabella's lonely, how she always prays for nights
Wants to do it all.
Well tonight he's
cutting the feed to the head news station.
Taking a trip for the good vibrations.
Found a recipe for life
so he's off to cook it
Tired of hearing that his freedom comes with costs.
To him it don't compare to the times he's lost.
Aging and waiting to kick the bucket.
Nah, fuck it.
Tonight he's going out.
Annabella's lonely, how she always prays for nights
so she can meet someone in a dreaming space
Where the (?) can help turn out the light
So you see this girls a dancer.
She makes a living with her feet,
and she's been left outside in the wind and the rain
like a trolley in the street.
While she's looking for the word to (find?) her breath,
all the poor girl's really asking
is for someone in her bed.
Now tell me please.
What'll be the tale of Annabella?
How's she gonna find her feet?
And how's she gonna find a feller?
Where the (?) can help turn out the light
So you see this girls a dancer.
She makes a living with her feet,
and she's been left outside in the wind and the rain
like a trolley in the street.
While she's looking for the word to (find?) her breath,
all the poor girl's really asking
is for someone in her bed.
Now tell me please.
What'll be the tale of Annabella?
How's she gonna find her feet?
And how's she gonna find a feller?
Well tonight she's
cutting the feed to the head news stations.
Taking a trip for the good vibrations.
Found a recipe for life,
so she's off to cook it.
Tired of hearing that her living comes with costs.
To her it don't compare to the change she's lost.
Aging and waiting to kick the bucket.
Nah, fuck it.
Tonight she's going out.
So tonight lets
Cut all the feeds to the head news stations.
Lets take a trip for the good vibrations.
Find a recipe for life,
then we'll go and cook it.
cutting the feed to the head news stations.
Taking a trip for the good vibrations.
Found a recipe for life,
so she's off to cook it.
Tired of hearing that her living comes with costs.
To her it don't compare to the change she's lost.
Aging and waiting to kick the bucket.
Nah, fuck it.
Tonight she's going out.
So tonight lets
Cut all the feeds to the head news stations.
Lets take a trip for the good vibrations.
Find a recipe for life,
then we'll go and cook it.
Tired of hearing that our freedom comes with costs.
To us it don't compare to the times we've lost.
Aging and waiting to kick the bucket.
Nah, fuck it.
Tonight we're going out.
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