how sad the castle with no foundation underground
sadder still is the lover with no mysteries left unfound
you threaten to pack your trunks and go back to Chinatown
did i say something impolitic, or did i lay it on too thick?
and are we breaking up tonight, or can we have a pillow fight?
do we really need to hire a plane to carpet-bomb down memory lane?
and shall we figure out this fight or can we have a pillow fight?
diverse unpleasantness is gathered round our bed
like pigeons round a park bench clamoring to be fed
let us kill all these rats with wings by feeding them poisoned bread
did i say something impolitic, or did i lay it on too thick?
and are we breaking up tonight, or can we have a pillow fight?
do we really need to hire a plane to carpet-bomb down memory lane?
and shall we figure out this fight or can we have a pillow fight?
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