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The End Lyrics

Miracles exist,

So many that it's shocking.
Surely we can't resist

To sometimes go

Sherlocking.

This hairpin is a clue,

If this headstone is a mystery

Whose tenant has been screwed

By high winds and history.

There is a snake inside the office.

There is a weight inside the airplane.

The scientist creates

Another strain.

The pin-up was pent-up,

Her patience was spent up,

On clothing and close-ups,
And 2 minute touch-ups.

Blown by the airbrush,

Dolled up and drugged up,

By 5 minute f***-ups,

With hairbrush and blood l***.

But now that she's safe

And away from the scene,

She keeps getting voicemail

On her message machine.

They sing, "Call me when you want to have it all again."
Leave a teardrop on the rooftop

To evaporate at dawn.

Maybe it's an S.O.S. for who it falls upon.

I know that it's a long shot

But it's one I'm counting on.

Dreaming Dimwits take a stand,

On this night we must demand,

Let the microscope be

d***ed,

By the hammers in our hands.

Calmly we're dissolving

On the exit frame.

These are unusual fissions.
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The Cat and the Cobra (1999)