There is always someplace safer than the playground

So let's walk to our private beach at night

We could always roll these drums down the sand dunes

Into the surf and continue to think that they're safe, sealed up tight,

up tight



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I'll be gone before the things that I do now go wrong

Family tree is burning to heat my house a little longer



Bobbing up and down in the waves with the moonbeams

They shine like turtles' backs in bleach and I

I hope that they'll be sinking soon under the seaweed

'Cause inside the atoms are moving and helping the fish grow extra eyes



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Now that all the poison's taken off our red hands

It's percolating in the deep blue dump

We'll be counting pay cheques, with all the zeros

Mother of nature has gone to the doc for a test, she's found a lump



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We'll move to the planets where we don't belong

Family tree is buring the rocket's waining on the lawn

The rocket's waiting on the lawn

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