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We named our children after towns
That we've never been to
And it's true that the clouds just hung around
Like black Cadillacs outside a funeral
And we were laughing at the stars
While our feet clung tight to the ground
So pleased with ourselves for using so many verbs and nouns
But we were all still just dumb, dumb, dumber
Than the dirt, dirt, dirt on the ground
Well, wings on flames
Kings with no names
Well, this place just ain't got air right now
You were so all over town but still Crayola brown
Well, you should run around yourself right now
And we were done, done, done
With all the fuck, fuck, fucking around, circling around <!--ringtones and media links -->
That we've never been to
And it's true that the clouds just hung around
Like black Cadillacs outside a funeral
And we were laughing at the stars
While our feet clung tight to the ground
So pleased with ourselves for using so many verbs and nouns
But we were all still just dumb, dumb, dumber
Than the dirt, dirt, dirt on the ground
Well, wings on flames
Kings with no names
Well, this place just ain't got air right now
You were so all over town but still Crayola brown
Well, you should run around yourself right now
And we were done, done, done
With all the fuck, fuck, fucking around, circling around <!--ringtones and media links -->
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