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Dont listen to my telephone ring
Or sing ding-a-ling or talk a thing
Not this
Dont wanna think the night before
Or maybe its a bore behind an open
Got no for that this morning

If I had the mind or I had the
I could throw together a new kind of rhyme
And about my warning
But its too now
too late now
It's too now

I dont wanna think a runaway dad
That took away the only thing I never had
Dont even him this morning
I dont wanna think a cold goodbye
Or a high school got a little too high
I cant him out this morning

Reviewers at me, so I go out to sea
And perhaps its just as well Id rather be in hell
Than be a wealthy man morning
But its too now
too late now
It's too now

Whatever happened to images now theyre gone
And worn-out phrases keep a hangin on
Whatever happened to homes as to houses
The conversation sinks as the evening
Its just like
just like 46201

Whatever happened to early open skies
And broken faces, with melting eyes
Enough of riddles that just play time
Cause Im still and I cant beg a dime
Im here in 46201
Im here in 46201

Something better's waiting for me the corner now
I got to find it and try and on for a little while
I'm back in 46201
gotta be a few small changes made

Dont wanna to my telephone ring
Or ding-a-ling or talk about a thing
Leave me alone morning