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hold me closer tiny dancer. don't let the sun go down on me. don't look back in to the sun, now you know the time has come. picture yourself on a boat on the river. tie a ribbon around that old oak tree. wiggle wiggle wiggle like a gypsy queen wiggle wiggle wiggle all dressed in green. I wish I was like you, easily amused, find my nest of salt, everything's my fault. And you can have it all, my empire of dirt, I will let you down, I will make you hurt. they heard me singing and they told me to stop, quit these pretentious things and just punch the clock. I can't wait to rev you up, faster than you can say ferrari, tearin up the gravel, watch you unravel. an ending fitting for the start, you twist and tore our love apart. you're like my yoyo, that glowed in the dark, what made it special, made it dangerous, so I bury it, and forget. I don't believe in an interventionist God, but I know, darling, that you do, but if I did I would kneel down and ask him, not to intervene when it came to you. Then I fill the tub up halfway then riding with my surfboard surfboard surfboard graining graining on that wood I'm swerving on that, swerving swerving on that big body. Nobody had me the way did, had my eyes rolling back, had me arching my back. On days like this, in times like these, I feel an animal deep inside, heel to haunch on bended knees. Take me out tonight, take me anywhere, I don't care, I don't care, I don't care. He says he reckons I'm a watercolour stain, he says I run and then I run from him and then I run, he didn't see me watching from the aeroplane, he wiped a tear and then he threw away our apple seed. First you get a swimming pool full of liquor, then you dive in it, pool full of liquor, then you dive in it, I wave a few bottles, then I watch them all flock. A skinny man died of a big disease with a little name, by chance his girlfriend came across a needle and soon she did the same. War, children, it's just a shot away, it's just a shot away. Once there were mountains on mountains, and once there were sun birds to soar with, and once I could never be down, got to keep the searching and searching.