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On The L

The shape of the floorplan One turn right or wrong Depending where you're coming from Besides hopping off at the junction For a fix at the nurses station We're still riding the L

Some now take different needles Most trade strong drink for coffee All jonesin' for cigarettes Stuck en route on the L

Sunlight ripples on ceilings Peaceful train underwater Show any longshoremen He'd be sure that we'd drown Yet somehow always handed same Big Book That belonged to a Clifton Tremored scribbles on the L

Crusty's back to construction Big Mike's returning to the oil rig Replaced by touchy old hippie And Boston smoking crack in a tree Hope for closure to misunderstandings With the De Lacey's and my Lord And Burroughs Adding Machine Left when El presidente Corey leaves May he not nod off on the L

Scotty answers my call from the landline Closest these kids'll get to a payphone Last we talked at length Before a blind date But what fog made me forget He returned to Pa Same that made her disappear Though we no longer smoke L's

Have I come to regard the majority The same as the elites I despise Useful idiots to be disposed of Maybe I'm booked for the same cattle car Maybe we all ride on the L

The shape of the floorplan One turn right or wrong Depending where you're coming from Besides hopping off at the junction For a fix at the nurses station We're still riding the L Some now take different needles Most trade strong drink for coffee All jonesin' for cigarettes Stuck en route on the L Sunlight ripples on ceilings Peaceful train underwater Show any longshoremen He'd be sure that we'd drown Yet somehow always handed same Big Book That belonged to a Clifton Tremored scribbles on the L Crusty's back to construction Big Mike's returning to the oil rig Replaced by touchy old hippie And Boston smoking crack in a tree Hope for closure to misunderstandings With the De Lacey's and my Lord And Burroughs Adding Machine Left when El presidente Corey leaves May he not nod off on the L Scotty answers my call from the landline Closest these kids'll get to a payphone Last we talked at length Before a blind date But what fog made me forget He returned to Pa Same that made her disappear Though we no longer smoke L's Have I come to regard the majority The same as the elites I despise Useful idiots to be disposed of Maybe I'm booked for the same cattle car Maybe we all ride on the L

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Yep. The evil of the goblin jew has no boundaries.