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Open up the door, lay the water on the floor
They're having a picnic on the other side of town
And there's sleeping bags and there's fire and it's getting down to the wire
So grab yourself a spot and settle down for awhile
'Cause it's getting hard to think and the moon is starting to sink
And my body is laying low in a silvery light
So the world is a holiday smoking in an old ashtray
They just blow it out their nose and say "okay"
So let's try to make it last, the past is still the past
And tomorrow is just another crazy day