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From Turn on the Bright Lights:

Roland

Shhh
C'mon, c'mon

Hey,
My best friend's a butcher, he has sixteen knives
He carries them all over the town, at least he tries
Oh look, it stopped snowing

My best friend's from Poland and, um, he has a beard
But they caught him with his case in that public place
That is what we had feared

He severed segments and secretly you liked that
He always took the time to speak with me
And I liked him for that

He severed segments, so secretly, you liked that
[What is this, a throw-away? What is this, a throw-away?]
He always took the time, he always took the time
[Please, can you get some help? Please, can you get some help?]

C'mon now, pussycat

My best friend's a butcher, he has sixteen knives
He carries them all over the town, at least he tries
Oh look, it stopped snowing

And my best friend's from Poland and, um, he has a beard
But they caught him with his case in that public place
That is what we had feared

He severed segments, secretly you liked that
He always took the time to speak with me, and I liked him for that

He severed segments, so secretly, you liked that
[What is this, a throw-away? What is this, a throw-away?]
He was growing on me
[What is this, a throw-away? What? A throw-away? A throw-away?]
He was growing on me
[A throw-away? A throw-away? A throw-away?]

[How about that?]
[Yeah]
[I don't know]
[Yeah]
[Well, if that's the way it goes...]


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