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Change the oil and oil the squeakPatch the holes in the fluid leakAt dusk beneath the diabetic moonWait to take the TV crewsAcross the squeaking aislesThe news is howling to the timberwolves in the sewersI'll go through it all againWatch the doubtful smiles beginThe visions that I see believe meSo praise the things i cant forgetwith burgers and a silhouetteOn T shirts at the council general storeListen to the south wind sighOf rumours and regrets thatI dont want to talk about it any moreI wont go through it all againWatch the doubtful smiles beginthe divisions that I see beneath meOh the visions that I see will believe me From Letras Mania