The dasboard turned into a movie
its images went through me
and that was the end of me
you've got to let me be
for an eternity
stuck like a brick
in a dirty prison-wall
poor old me, poor old you
we've seen it, we've seen it
we've seen it all.
Now you've become a cardboard figure
and my finger's on the trigger
and that's the end of you
I'm sure you know that's true
the stars have said it too
refr.
1988.
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