Crisis

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Crisis

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Duration: 2:22

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Crisis Crisis Crisis Crisis Crowded room, cigarette smoke, fast talkers, sheep in wolves clothing Glasses chinking, spilling drink, drinking, filling, wolves in sheep's clothing Suddenly from out the mass that familiar face emerges First reaction, she looks nice, then realises it's his wife! "Hey what you doing here? You had better explain" He says "I left my engine running and I think I'll do the same!" She says "Come back here, explain yourself!" He stops to think it out And regaining all his confidence says "What about yourself?" It's a crisis Crisis Crisis Crisis Music loud, people louder, sophisticated ugly sight Discreet departure, lady friend, back to his place, three wrongs don't make a right Suddenly through the front door wife and boyfriend, big surprise Recurrence of the previous scene, you think these people would get wise "Hey what you doing here? You had better explain" He says "I left my engine running and I think I'll do the same!" She says "Come back here, explain yourself!" He stops to think it out And regaining all his confidence says "What about yourself?" It's a crisis Crisis Crisis Crisis (Repeat and fade)

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  • Clifford T. Ward