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Well I woke up in mid-afternoon cause that's when it all hurts the
I dream I never know anyone at the party and I'm the host
If dreams are like movies, then memories are films ghosts
You can never escape, you can move south down the coast

Well, I am an idiot walking a tightrope of and fame
I am an acrobat swinging trapezes through circles of
If you've never off into the distance then your life is a shame
And though never forget your face,
Sometimes I remember my name

Hey Mrs. don't cry
Hey Mrs. Potter I why but
Hey Mrs. Potter you talk to me

Well, there's a piece of Maria in every song that I
And the of a memory is the memory of the sorrow it brings
And is always one last light to turn out and one last bell to ring
And the last one out of the circus has to lock up

Or the elephants will get out and forget to remember what you
And the ghosts of the tilt-a-whirl will linger of your head
And the Ferris wheel junkies will spin them forever
When I see you a blanket of covers me in bed

Hey Mrs. don't go
I said hey Mrs. Potter I don't but
Hey Mrs. won't you talk to me

All the blue light reflections that color my when I sleep
And the lovesick rejections that the company I keep
All the razor perceptions that cut just a little too
Hey I can bleed as as anyone, but I need someone to help me sleep

So I throw my hand into the air and it swims in the
It's just a brief of the swirling dust sparkle jet stream
Well, I know I don't know you and you're probably not what you
Aw, but I'd sure like to out
So why don't you climb down off that movie

Hey, Mrs. Potter, turn
Hey, Mrs. Potter, I for you
Hey, Mrs. Potter, you talk to me

When the last king of Hollywood shatters his on the floor
And orders another. well, I wonder he did that for
That's when I that I have to get out cause
I have been before
So I gave up my seat at the bar and I for the door. Yeah.
We drove out to the desert just to lie beneath this bowl of stars
We up in the Palace,
it's the last of the great pioneer town bars
Aw, we shout out these against the clang of electric guitars
Well, you can see a million miles
But you get very far
Aw, you can see a miles tonight
But you can't get far

Hey, Mrs. Potter, I won't and
Hey, Mrs. Potter, it's not but
Hey, Mrs. Potter, you talk to me
Hey, Mrs. Potter, you talk to me
Hey, Mrs. Potter, you talk to me