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Look at the paper event
Where in the tree from the ancient days
The footsteps in the brick
Getting no kicks messing with the kids
And you got nowhere to go la la la la
Look at the paper event
And nobody cares you putting on those
All in all it's eastern morning
La La La
It's your face in the magazines
Not quite obscene
Coming down the hall where is Julian poor
Is that all familiar feeling
But the stars are all closed
And you need another dose
It's your face just like in the memories
