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Junk Science & Scott Thorough
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The Dotted Line
Not really prone to the highs and the lows
Known to walk right in the middle of the road
On the high ground
Where the cars rush by on either side
A rabbit in your headlights
Moonwalk, trying to step light
Always something on my mind like head lice
Some nights, even the bed bites
Colonel Mustard, beaten with lead pipes
In the conservatory
But, what the uff is a conservatory?
So stop me if you heard the story
Or stop yourself with a length of rope
In the billiard room, maybe the study, maybe the cellar
Just behind the cellar door
The most beautifullest phrase in the English language
Either or
Nevermore
Let it pour
Men of war
Get born
Get adorned
Get amor
Get thorns
Get divorced
Get worn
Get gone
Not really known for the highs and the lows
Known to walk right in the middle of the road
On the high ground, you know?
Right in the center
On the dotted line, like a defendant
Sign here, it's not a confession
Initial here, it's not a profession
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Not to be confused with practicality
Something you could use or… a shoehorn
Or something like that
Untread, the middle of the road is raised
In event of a flood it is likely dry there
But to live is to also die there
Get a slice of the pie
Pie for the sky
Save a little piece for the Piper's paycheck
You like to place bets or like the safe bets
It's either or
All the way live from the eastern shore
Go get it, whatever you can keep is yours
Get stomped out in the name of peace, or
Stomp through like a uffin conquistador
These are heart, heart, heart
Heartbreaking years, D'Arcy
More than a couple of peers
Hardly afloat in a bucket of beers
Which I'm told, is where the equilibrium is
So all the time I'm all boozy and ish
Still have a hard time losing my balance, I need balance
We pay tax, don't like to admit it
It's built in to the price of the ticket like
Joy, joy, joy
And pain, pain, pain
And sunshine, shine
And rain
Pump, pump, pump it up (repeat)
1's, 1's 1's and 0's, 0's and 0's
Droughts, droughts, droughts and flows
And so, so it goes (repeat)
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