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This holy circus camp
Aladdin and his lamp
feverish daydreams and sway de loca
My face in magazines
The [bad word] james dean
I got all I ever wanted

So I don’t mind saying
This is how the good life’s supposed to be
The good life for you, for me
Well I don’t mind saying
This is how the good life’s supposed to be
The good life for you, for me
Down miles of empty road
With acolytes in tow
You could be persephone
pigeon through the glass
[bad word] trapeze act
Well you got all you ever wanted
So I don’t mind saying
This is how the good life’s supposed to be
The good life for you, for me
Well I don’t mind saying
This is how the good life’s supposed to be
The good life for you, for me