Don't want your money my lost marauder
Don't want your make believe
She's [bad word] on a soapbox making big speeches again
Ding dong ex-boyfriends
Ding dong ex-girls
Bore me to [bad word] you see
Oh ah they were no friend to me
Oh ah... ah

Stood still when he pulled both her legs off
Breathed him deep when he told her to go take a walk
Blew steam when impaled by his city sun
She climbed up some buildings [bad word] on a mountain
Stuck a flag on top

Oh ah... all in Prospect Park
Dream pipes were bursting colorful vomit
On a block of sidewalk
Her body broken into paragraphs

Oh ah... she's gonna be filthy and free
Oh ah...

My girl I'm gonna conquer some countries
And concoct some magical potions and
Convert some people to my thought so
Crown me your [bad word] Queen,
Club my bumpy head and I promise you
When I see stars
Oh ah... I'LL wear the face of an astronaut
Cause you [bad word] her but you [bad word] me
You [bad word] her but you [bad word] me.
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