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Lead me down your narrow hallway Running my fingers along the wall In some shabby building in some strange town Lives the longest hallway in the world And skimming my hands through the green grass And cannonballs in the swimming pool And I sink down to the bottom Where I would live if I could I want to be out on the water I think everyone in this room is insane Bar fights Broken hearts Hard drugs Flagrant sex Everybody always bumming cigarettes over thirty dollar entrees Hey John, don't look at me...