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From the backdoor of your life you swept me out dear
In the bread line of your dreams I lost my place
At the table of your love I got the brush off
At the Indianapolis of your heart I lost the race
Ive been washed down the sink of your conscience
In the theater of your love I lost my part
And now you say youve got me out of your conscience
Ive been flushed from the bathroom of your heart
In the garbage disposal of you dreams Ive been ground up dear
On the river of your plans Im up the creek
Up the elevator of your future Ive been s hafted
On the calendar of your events Im last week
Ive been washed down the sink of your conscience
In the theater of your love I lost my part
And now you say youve got me out of your conscience
Ive been flushed from the bathroom of your heart