Feather in a Baseball Cap

I've never seen you frown this much

It's time that we left this haunted town

The spookiness of night surrounds us in trees

Us on bikes on fountainsNever been alone as such

Your foot's on the clutch, your hand's on my crutch

Slow down and run in little circles

'Til circles are black and on the groundAnd clever isn't where it's at

'Cause dumb is back

Heads are holes and cloudsAnd I've never seen you frown this much

It's time that we got this flaunting down

A feather in a baseball cap

You dance all whack, weakened knees call

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