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The Dresden Dolls Lyrics

2. Night Reconnaissance



Nothing is crueler than children 
Who come from good homes
God'll forgive them I guess 
But whose side are you on
Driving around the old town 
I remember it all
Dropping my lunchbox 
And tampax all over the hall

(And they said) you are a socialist cokehead 
E know from your clothes
You are a Satanist worshipper of things evil
Think you're a poet a folksinger poseur nah-oh
A volleyball player you've got to be kidding us all

So we hide from the guns 
On our night reconnaissance
Steal flamingos and gnomes 
From the dark side of the lawn

No-one can stop us the plot 
Is a work of genius
No-one has bought the rights yet 
But we're not giving up
Every unwanted lawn jockey fits in the script
Directed by spielberg and starring the masochist club

Mary you look like hell
Stuck in that ridiculous shell
Give us some light and god's pure love
We know what you've been dreaming of
Give us some light and god's pure love
We know what you've been dreaming of
Give us some light and god's pure love
We're taking you to Hollywood

"HOLLLLEEEEEEEEWOOD!!!!"

And we hide from the guns 
On our night reconnaissance
Steal flamingos and gnomes 
From the dark side of the lawn

One plays a socialist cokehead 
We dress in my clothes
One plays a Satanist 
Worshipper of thing evil
One plays a poet 
Who starts up a band of his own
One plays a volleyball 
Player with both her wrists broke

And we wear what we want 
On our night reconnaissance
Steal flamingos and gnomes 
The dark suburban lawns
And we give them good homes 
Give them love they've never known
In the loft of the barn 
In the town where I was born


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