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Ooh-laa-ooh, sa-lacka, ooh-la, ooh-la, ooh-ooh Ooh-laa-ooh, sha-lacka, ooh-la, ooh-la, ooh-ooh I set up camp in the center of town Ready for freedom when it all comes down Snapping my fingers, walking around I'm the dusty jewel in the thrown-out crown Got a bus pass to make my way From hideout to hideout in the heat of the day I got a talisman tote with the whole array And when you catch my coattails I'll be miles away Restless year It was another restless year It was a restless year For a while, we had no fear Yeah, bloody nose in the all night diner Rolling with Rose and Miss Mariel Steiner You can't pin her down, you can't define her Dostoevsky, dime store copy Ooh-laa-ooh, sha-lacka, ooh-la, ooh-la, ooh Ooh-laa-ooh, sha-lacka, ooh-la, ooh-la, ooh Making the rounds in my five dollar dress I can't go home, though I'm not homeless I'm just another savage in the wilderness And if you can't calm down, you can listen to this (Death) Is my former employer (Death) Is my own Tom Sawyer (Death) Waits for me to destroy her I never wanna die and I never grow older, yeah Ooh-ahh-ooh, sha-lacka, ooh-la, ooh-la, ooh-ooh Ooh-laa-ooh, sha-lacka, ooh-la, ooh-la, ooh-ooh Restless year It was another restless year It was a restless year Don't tell me anything I don't want to hear
Writer(s): Ezra Furman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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