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Smalltown, snoring blankets
by the clank
It's just the dawn round

Smalltown, hiding
The and the lovers
Are asleep Smalltown

gray black snake of bikes
He
Bearing up the men and
To

We're in poplar lines
Making alarm clocks that'll wake our up
Don't ask us, we the time
We're racing the hooter that'll signal up

Smalltown, crouching in the
Woken by the army
Sunday march

Smalltown, coughing in the
Now who on would spoil it
Would they down Smalltown?

If it's all the to you
Mrs.
Think I'll my Oxo up
And get

It's not that repulsive to see
In your brand new catalog nightie
too fast for little old me
Next you'll be telling me it's

I have lived here for a thousand or maybe more
And I've all the children who have fought the wars
And as they make love in me

Squeaky old beds, in bicycle
of their heads, as singles and weds
As and Reds
And how I'm fed
And how I'm fed

Smalltown, under blankets
by the clank
It's just the milkman's dawn

Smalltown, undercovers
The and the lovers
Are asleep 'round

Smalltown, in the valley
Woken by the army
Sunday round

Smalltown, in the toilet
Now who on earth would it
Till you pull Smalltown