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from The Greatest Moments In Other People's Lives by Atlas On Strike

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Take me back to the days
When everything was okay
With our top hats on
Passed out in Gatsby’s front lawn
We’d have Charleston dancing contests
And no one would get their grind on

Doc and I would strap ourselves to the seats
DeLorean take off to 1923
A phone booth with some snack foods
Be excellent to each other
And party on dudes

28 days away from the time
November hits you
It’s hard to clean your room
With a jet engine in the middle
Of your floor
42 minutes says Frank to me
On our parents’ front lawn
I’ve got to find a way to make this wormhole take me back
To where I was before

Hey Apollo how’s it going this is mission control
Just called to tell you that you’re screwed because of a black hole
In your path, no escape, kind of a painful fate
But at this time of year it’s a pretty common mistake

28 days away from the time
November hits you
It’s hard to clean your room
With a jet engine in the middle
Of your floor
42 minutes says Frank to me
On our parents’ front lawn
I’ve got to find a way to make this wormhole take me back
To where I was before

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from The Greatest Moments In Other People's Lives, released June 22, 2011

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