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The cash machine is blue & green $400 in twenties and small silver _I could spend $3.63 on diet coca cola And unlit cigarettes I wonder why we listen to poets And nobody gives a thought How hot & sorrowful This machine begs for naught All my lies are always wishes I know I could die if I could come back new I want a good life With a nose for things Fresh wind & bright sky To enjoy my suffering A hole without a key If I break my tongue Speakingof tomorrow How will it ever come Oh, all my lies are always wishes I know I will die if I could come back new I am down on my hands & knees Every time the doorbell rings I shake like a toothache When I hear myself sing Oh, my lies are only wishes I know I will die if I could come back new I would like to salute The ashes of american flags And all the fallen leaves Filling up shopping bags
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