| Drive across the country, tell your story walking,
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| No one’s keeping you captive, in the town that let you down, so sorry.
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| Blame it on the television, blame it on the company,
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| Don’t blame it on the fundamental fact, that no one owes you something.
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| I’ve come about my share, I only want what’s fair,
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| Anyone who knows me, knows that I’m not greedy,
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| Like everybody else, I wanna pay my dues,
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| I only want someone to tell me who to make the check out to.
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| Maybe we could run away and start a little repertory movie house or something.
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| She said, «sorry but I think you might be just projecting but here’s the dough.»
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| Pike Street to Park Slope, Brooklyn.
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| A community of dabblers, who are vain and fond of biting backs,
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| We hate it when our friends become successful,
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| And a different school, whose energies are spent evading income tax,
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| And silicone enhancements by the breastful.
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| Maybe we could run away and start a little repertory movie house or something."
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| She said, «sorry but I think you might be just projecting on to me.
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| Why don’t you try LA?»
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| Pike Street to Park Slope, Brooklyn.
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| Well when you like something, it’s an opinion
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| But when I like something, it’s a manifesto,
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| Pomposity is when you always think you’re right
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| Arrogance is when you know.
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| Maybe we could start a little independent repertory movie house or something.
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| She said, «Sorry but I think you might be just protecting your investment
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| Or else assigning blame.»
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| Pike Street to Park Slope, Brooklyn. |