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

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

I dont wanna about a runaway dad
That took away the only thing that I had
Dont even miss him this
I dont wanna think a cold goodbye
Or a high school got a little too high
I cant help him out morning

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

Whatever happened to images now theyre gone
And worn-out just keep a hangin on
Whatever to homes as opposed to houses
The sinks as the evening drowses
Its just like
It's just like

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

better's waiting for me around the corner now
I got to find it and try and hang on for a while
I'm here in 46201
There's gotta be a few small changes

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