Past the breakers, sliver by you never try you On the tuffet that you never were afraid of Anyone that was not you In the corner, tried to warn her i, i, i Caught in traffic in the middle of the night In the middle of the hiway
The hiway
Got your hands in the dirt
Got your head in the grass
You're tryin' to hold on to some of your
Past the test now You're runnin' outta breath no one behind you On the subject of religion decision devision
Collision, provision, cold hard television
Collective bargaining and talk radio radio Your mother your brother your sister your lover Your father whom art in heaven Got to be home by eleven if you wanna be a good girl You got your hands in the dirt Got your head in the hiway
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