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I've never been much for amusement parks
The roller coasters all make me sick
But here you are twisting up my feelings
Like a Matterhorn gone into heat
Pithy pistols of passive hatred
Blue eyes burning red with distaste
I'm not one to say much about much
But God, you're really such a waste

I must be saying the words wrong, judging from your blank stare
I must be under your skin now, the blushing bride's gone fair
I must have missed all the signs before the last exit turned me in
I must be out of my league here, so you win
(I must be out of my mind here, so fuck you)

I'll never say that you're out of line
You really ought to figure it out
But don't push or you'll get shoved back
And you'll finally get what this is about

Don't say it again

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from Uncle Larry's Funhouse, released October 7, 2012

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