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So you think you were lucky... So you think you were happy...
So you feel kinda peppy; don't you now want to cry?
Just before I had asked you, could the truth have relaxed you?
Would you let down your act or just continue to lie?
No more nibbling the carpet, while I'm dealing you dynamite
Erecting a ruckus to entertain...
Nothing left to explain

Whoa-ay-oh-ay-oh, fall away

You're defending a little, but I'm quick on the spittle
Won't be long until it'll bubble up into froth
You're looking slimy and toothless, and I'm hungry and ruthless
And you'll be my snake in the grass in the broth
No more dising you questions, 'cause you only run and hide
And this is an instance where it does not pay to ask why
Goodbye

You could try to repent, but you don't care enough. You don't care enough
You could give me some ground, but you don't care enough. You don't care enough
Well the hell with you and this and everything, fall away...

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from So Whaddaya Think?, released November 14, 2002
Featuring Brian Drake on harmonica; previously recorded with TheMayTricks in 1993, so guitarist Geoff Esty and drummer Steve Petrinko may have contributed some arrangement ideas

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Mark Lint Madison, Wisconsin

Catchy, homespun tunes ranging in style from power pop to folk ballads to alt country, laced with a sense of the absurd.

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