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ED HARCOURT
Winding up and winding down Like a clockwork toy clown Or a jackhammer ploughing the ground Drown your sorrows, baby, drown Headless chicken lost control Downward spiral takes its toll Clutching at straws or imaginary goals I'm gonna make it to the Hollywood Bowl I can't get enough of the menu, did you get those flowers I sent you? We're playing in every venue across the land I'm making friends in every city, getting down to the nitty gritty Promoting my self pity across the land Oh my shoes are torn apart Looking like a tramp with a broken heart Feeling like a loser who had a false start Guess all my dreams turned into surrealist art Never knowing which way I'm going Keep that bottle of red wine flowing Dodging debts that I am owing The world gets smaller but we keep growing I can't get enough of the menu, did you get those flowers I sent you? We're playing in every venue across the land I'm making friends in every city, getting down to the nitty gritty Promoting my self pity across the land Heat is rising from the traffic jam I just wish that I knew who I am I'm concocting a miraculous plan To be a man who doesn't give a damn I can't get enough of the menu, did you get those flowers I sent you? We're playing in every venue across the land I'm making friends in every city, getting down to the nitty gritty Promoting my self pity across the land I can't get enough of the menu, did you get those flowers I sent you? I'm playing in every venue across the land I'm making friends in every city, getting down to the nitty gritty Promoting my self pity across the land Oh
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