[troutman]

My favorites:

I had this dream where I relished the fray
And the screaming filled my head all day
It was as though I'd been spit here
Settled in, into the pocket
Of a lighthouse on some rocky socket
Off the coast of France, dear
One afternoon four thousand men died in the water here

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So the chemistry's set
And I'm not the saddest cheerleader to forget the American word
For the gang in the head
That dwindles to no members when
The mystery's met
The sky looks threatened, heading home in the dust
Singing, "Life is for getting
Good enough for the frivolous"
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We'll load out through the snow
Through small groups of people smoking
Hey, get that kick drum loaded
Into the backseat folded down
We'll go virtually unnoticed
What's gripping the city ain't hitting the town