There's a place where I can make the scene
In the pages of your magazine
Pretty faces filled with snow-white teeth
Give the dying world a new disease
It's the price I pay when I cannot sell
Every word you say is like a ringing bell
And I'm just standing in supermarket clothes
See if anyone really knows
Paint a picture with your poison pen
Make it over and we'll start again
In the places where the rent's so cheap
Quit your job and learn to be a freak
It's the price I pay when I cannot sell
Every word you say is like a ringing bell
And I'm just standing in supermarket clothes
See if anyone really knows
It's the price I pay when I cannot sell
Every word you say is like a ringing bell
And I'm just standing in supermarket clothes
See if anyone really knows
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