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It's time to dress up my past
And take it out for a cheap dinner
And I'll talk as a man who feels shabby shabby
Please, God, let this date go through

And make it hold fast
'Cause I gotta live with this dumb mother
And our problems are just too boring boring
And there's not much pain in my love for you

Sucking myself for inspiration
A masochistic love of life
And a feeling of wading through machination
Waiting out the sprawling, shambling
movement further from the time of my ambition

It's time to dredge up the old faces
And twist them 'till they cry murder
And I'll talk as a man who feels happy happy
Please slap me as I go through

I don't want to go back
I just want a push from my chosen direction
And you can't know the comfort that you possess
If you lost the sting of my previous mess

Sucking myself for inspiration
A masochistic love of life
Sucking myself for inspiration
The purifying stench of strife
And a feeling of wading through machination
Waiting out the sprawling, shambling
movement further from the time of my ambition

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from So Whaddaya Think?, released November 14, 2002

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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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