[[ maybe partly a quarantine story ]]
When I get out of here
Mr McCartney
I'll take a tour
of the horizon
I've memorized
in my dreams I am
already knocking a hole through this wall
somebody's picture of nothing at all
just a girl with ambition, a bottle of pills
and a number to call
I'll run my hands over
every building of this awful town
turn it all upside down,
shake it and see
-- that's what you fear most most of all
I'll run my hands over
every woman in this awful town
turn them all upside down,
shake em and see
-- that's what you fear most most of all
I can see Alcatraz
myth on a hard bay
from out the window
of this cable car
I'm mesmerized
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