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cannonball statman - the black squirrel lyrics

what he really loved about this neighborhood on the west side of brooklyn
was the small hour between night and day
when dawn faded in through the brownstones
the streets slowly crowded with people
and the interdimensional diplomat came in, through sky

at seven, i met the strangest people;
the girls in the living room taught me how to laugh at television
or friends who screamed at their socks
or the boy who sang “joy, joy, joy”
and screamed at people in the showers
and friends who screamed at their socks would scream
fairy tales aloud
while having strange relationships with girls who rode donkeys
and none of these people would be forgotten
as these people were not the foes modern television and adult superiors
would make us out to believe
because even in the darkest hour
we knew we were all safe from each other

gold was the real problem;
the gold, which shuts your eyes in the middle of the day
and tells you there is nothing you need to see here
but i want to see

i want to see everything
with my eyes wide open;
but gold, gold of modern television
gold of adult superiors
is warping my mind beyond control
and it’s spreading
everywhere

it can’t be diagnosed
because everyone has it;
and now that everyone has it
who needs to cure it?

the gold tells you exactly what you want to hear
you walk down the street;
to the left, there was a murder yesterday
it tells you to turn to the right
and you never have to turn left again
to the right, there is a beautiful woman;
you turn to the left
and you never have to turn right again

on my way up the road, a woman pulled up in a car;
she asked me if i needed a ride
i could swear she said
“come with me, if you want to live.”
i said “no, thanks”;
everything changed after that car drove off

on my way up the block, i saw a black squirrel;
i kept walking, like i always did
some people just get lucky;
i was stuck inside who-knows-where
and in this neighborhood on the west side of brooklyn
in the small hour between night and day
when dawn faded in through the brownstones
and the streets slowly crowded with people
the interdimensional diplomat came in
through sky

- cannonball statman lyrics

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