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I saw it as an end of era, its more a way to laugh at Vera Changing all the things though i'm humming with the mockingbird Squaky cleaning all things before she comes around I wrote her name on the window of my greenhouse Kicking, every move I make cos I know Im not losing nothing here Driving past the ruins of what used to be my something here You and I should take a stroll, when we get cold, oh you should know, I'll hold you, girl Get a pen and jot this down just like John did when he heard me shout his name from London She liked to drink vodka like water in the snooker club Marching with her tribe of smackheads well they think theyre cubs Bouncing off the walls just to see if the they're made of matresses I'll miss the pisstake but can't I just get home again? From Letras Mania