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Surely you're joking Calling me this late And sure, I have misspoken Especially as of late Oh but the ten missed calls Don't have the ring of last fall No no no not at all And surely you're joking And the punchline isn't far Oh you're not gonna take it No I'm not gonna take it No we're not gonna take it on the road Oh I'm not falling over But I'm not calling sober And I'm not gonna take this when I'm home It's okay It's okay Surely the credits will note the junior script And sure it's immature, and lacks a certain wit Oh the pope has appeal, it doesn't need to feel real No no no that's his deal And surely you're joking And the punchline isn't far Oh you're not gonna take it No I'm not gonna take it No we're not gonna take it on the road Oh I'm not falling over But I'm not calling sober And I'm not gonna take this when I'm home It's okay It's okay Even though I know the blood is fake The third act starts and it gets hard to take It isn't over, it isn't, is it? From here on in, my it's sudden isnt it? And even though I know the blood is fake The third act starts and love turns into hate It isn't over, oh is it From here on in