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This is how it ended in Tokyo: Buildings rebuilt and billed to Anyone dumb enough to be standing there Thanksgiving day Tossing, eating, wearing pigskin worn thin Torn teethly like the scaredy cat sacred custom goes Sweet chicken little eating lolli pox treats for turkey day It's Salmonella City where we're worn thin Ordered to work in working order Bashful red shame and bold blue bruising whitey Hiding in houses looking like aching smiling faces And oh, The comfortable forts we used to build with cushions and blankets Matching a patched up pair like us Apparently it's a given, Given culture and all, We will break things just to call them broken Stained by this compulsion to ruin and name it art (Arthur to Adults "When you get caught between the moon and New York City..." (Christopher Kane?) Architects ache so they build Some subdivisions no matter how much pain or planning, No matter how much it matters, Some ugly houses sprout up in rows Look like structures of sad accidents and broken happy plans Letras de cancionesWe named the clever chimp that picked up the first tool Adam We discovered we are really mostly just water We pretend about a past to justify right now We tell countless lies to make it through each day Keep on runnin', little bunny Keep on runnin' All the Duracell sold during the super bowl And my disease Such an easy disease contagious as a yawn My Why chromosome From Letras Mania