From 3 o’clock to 4 o’clock you threw your tongue at raindrops
And shopping bags cought up in trees rejected birds and bees, and imed to please kids
Laws of nonsense
Handshake deflates the blues
Laws of nonsense
And the rock and roll show steams on
Cover the seeds before they grow and shade this royal land
The dinner’s on; the highlife’s good, and the TV leaves too many choices
It’s no secret, but memory’s not what it once was
Shut off the lights and lock the door behind you
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