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Close up camera one
the hero sings in this scene
the boy that gets the girl gets to go home where they get married
but stop the tape,
the sunset still looks fake to me
the hero looks like he can't breathe
the damsel just left everything
you're like a black cat with a black back pack full of fireworks
and you're gonna burn the city down right now
whoa whoa
you're like a black cat with a black back pack full of fireworks
and you're gonna burn the city down right now
whoa whoa
oh close up camera two
cause the hero dies in this scene
your inspiration is the loss of absolutely everything
and flashback on the girl
as we montage every memory

and we bleed out in the bathroom sink
and we fade out as the soundtrack sings:
you're like a black cat with a black back pack full of fireworks
and you’re gonna burn the city down right now
whoa whoa
you're like a black cat with a black back pack full of fireworks
and you’re gonna burn the city down right now
whoa whoa
she said get your hands off of my star
it's not your part but all your fault
and this jealous actress has a habit of making things sound way too tragic
get your hands off of my star
it's not your part but all your fault
and this jealous actress has a habit of making things sound way too tragic
and this jealous actress has a habit
of making things sound way too tragic
oh this jealous actress has a habit
of making things sound way too tragic.
you’re like a black cat with a black back pack full of fireworks
you’re gonna burn the city down right now
whoa whoa
you're like a black cat with a black back pack full of fireworks
and you’re gonna burn the city down right now
whoa whoa
you're like a black cat with a black back pack full of fireworks
and you’re gonna burn the city down right now
whoa whoa-ahh
and this jealous actress has a habit
whoa

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They draw freely from the old school and the old world, but The Waybacks are no throwback. They've been erroneously pigeonholed as a bluegrass band and celebrated as purveyors of "acoustic mayhem." They are as uninhibited and unpredictable as the eclectic San Francisco Bay area that claims them, and for nearly a decade, their experiments have always proven sharp-witted and musically dazzling. They're living proof that in music anyway, evolution and intelligent design are entirely compatible.

Read more about The Waybacks on Last.fm.


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