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Sitting around in a park in the morning light
Watching the dawn as another day goes by
Floating around on a steamboat of your mind
And whatever they bring to the morning after party is fine
The man is the man and he cares for no one else
Takes you away on a fieldtrip to the hills
Standing alone by the crossroads of your mind
And whatever he bring to the morning after party is fine
All the way to the end of the World
All the way to the end of the World
So fine, so fucked
Perils and pearls at the school gates down my street
Time to break free, time to pay the penalty
Fooling around on a stagecoach of your mind
And whatever we bring to the morning after party is fine
All the way to the end of the World
All the way to the end of the World