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Ghost Of The Robot Mad Brilliant

The sun no longer shines on your side Remember this cold When the fog won't lift in your town And you turn old I heard you killed your only friend last

I'm German, you're Jewish How could we ever make it through this? I've got this problem, that seems to linger Everytime I find myself around your finger

Are we done for now, Or is this for good, Will there be something in time? With us there should. Only girl for me is you There can be no other one If

We are bitter opposites, it stings when you hit Me like a kick to the head when I heard what you said Did you even consider, you are making us bitter

She comes home to me after a hard night's work Falls in my arms and sleeps like a bird Startle, wakes up, like she don't know me Cocks back her fist like

I don't mean to sound mean, When I talk about the day. I believed every single Word she said, But things changed, like she changed Something's not the

I'm German, you're Jewish How could we ever make it through this? I've got this problem, that seems to linger Everytime I find myself around your finger

Got an old Smiths' record and I put it on endlessly. To mourn a lethal fascination of a girl named Valerie. She got a XXX rating and maybe someday

Wouldn't it be nice, if I could be, David Letterman? Wouldn't in be rad, if I could be, your favorite t.v. personality? Wouldn't it be sweet, if I could