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don't clap your hands or i'll die in a plane crashdon't sing along or i'll overdosei know you want mewrapped in plastic'what a shame, got their first album, i love that song where he goes..'i'm going to fall apartin a sea of broken synthesizersi'm going to walk out while it's still playingkick drum, snare drum, kick drum, snare drumyou left us on the bedroom floor with our headphones onyou left ringing in our earswe saw it comingi'm sure you knewwe raised you so high, you had to come downi'm going to fall apartin a sea of four-track tape hissi'm going to walk out while it's still playingkick drum, snare drum, kick drum, snare drum, oh From Letras Mania