Bring the car around
We are waiting to leave under the awning. It could rain at any moment.
The lights have gone on as the afternoon darkens a few notes.
Among avid farmer and failed celebrities.
Bring the car around
We seek home comfort heat and the right to forget the winter.
People are hand me downs, fitting over the expectations of each other.
Verily wearing out like -had it- rags not fit to wipe the floor clean.
Please just get the car, bring it round
The next generation clings to their fetish and desperation.
Give themselves narrow roads with similar destinations.
This conversation converges and youth maintain common ground.
Bring the car around
There's nowhere to park it so keep it idling with the heater on.
I've done my best to pretend through this house, cheap socializing.
The effort it takes to lift the self esteem of a failed celebrity.
A one hit dreamer!
Bring the car around, it makes me so nauseous.
The avid dreamer giving me a dose of his country morality.
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