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DEATH CAB FOR CUTIE lyrics : "company calls epilogue [alternate take]"

Synapse to synapse, the possibility's thin

I'm dressed up for free drinks and family greetings


On your wedding, your wedding, your wedding date


The figure's in plastic on a wedding cake that I took were so real




And I kept a distance, the complications cloud


The postcards and blips through fiber optics

As the girls with pigtails were running from little boys wearing bow ties


Their parents bought them, I'll catch you this time




Crashing through the parlor doors, what was your first reaction?


Screaming, drunk, disorderly, I'll tell you mine


You were the one but I can't spit it out when the date's been set

The white routine to be ingested inaccurately





Synapse to synapse, the sneaky kids had attached

Beer cans to the bumper so they could drive


Up and down the main drag


People would turn to see who's making the racket

It's not the first time





When they lay down the fish will swim upstream

And I'll contest but they won't listen


When the casualty rate's near 100%


And there isn't a pension for second best or for hardly moving




Crashing through the parlor doors, what was your first reaction?


Screaming, drunk, disorderly, I'll tell you mine

You were the one but I can't spit it out when the date's been set


The white routine to be ingested inaccurately




You were the one but I can't spit it out when the date's been set


The white routine to be ingested inaccurately

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