Beulah Lyrics
3. Matter Vs. Space
Nose down, what you gonna do when Parties fade and your makeup starts to smear Only scene is a grand entrance Silver screen is another brand new year In a sea of talcum power Kids swim and they lose their color Clock strikes twelve Say, don't ya feel so well? As the confetti falls Timed with the tears No one wants to hear about your hardwood floors In stalls of the magic markers Boys and girls come and go like coats of paint All you've got is a pretty name You shouldn't be killed off in the very first scene On the porch with the smokers Party talk gets much older Clock strikes twelve Say, don't ya feel so well? As the confetti falls Timed with the tears No one wants to hear about your hardwood floors
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