Welcome to Struggleville

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All is quiet on the Western front There appears to be a lull John and Jane Doe are sleeping well tonight With the little thoughts inside their skulls Salome she's undressed to the nines Although a few pounds fatter She's got Pavlov's bells on her ankles and wrists She coming at you with her platter I stole down to the waterfront To escape the desert heat What on earth you gotta do around here To try and get yourself a drink Heard John the Baptist preaching "Make way for the King But if you wanna recognize him You gotta tell me all your sins" They are building a new gallows For when You show up on the street Polishing the electric chair They're gonna give You a front row seat Heard a sneer outside the garden; Salutation so well-heeled: "Welcome all you suckers to Struggleville" I've been trying to negotiate peace With my own existence She's gotta stockpile full of weaponry; She breaking every cease-fire agreement Whole thing is full of decay Just as sure as I'm made of dust And into rust I know the beast is falling They are building a new gallows For when You show up on the street Polishing the electric chair They're gonna give You a front row seat Heard a sneer outside the garden; Salutation so well-heeled: "Final Stop! No points beyond Struggleville
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