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opening the part of the room
with walls painted red
and chairs painted blue
curtains tattered, letting in the breeze
I feel free
nothing's happening
there's no incentive
no cause to fight for
holding down the neutral fort
fighting of the neural sort

hosting knife fights in the gun ring
dead girls won't notice but they'll playfully sing "da ny da"
denied a fair trail on which to crawl
baking in the sun unless there's nothing at all to fight for
but then who will we write for?

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from An Intimate Evening With The Tin Can Laughter EP, released December 17, 2016

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Two guys from two bands in two states holding two positions listening to way too much Guided By Voices. Whoever didn't sing on the track, played the instruments. Talk about "going postal".

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