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Pushing through the market square so many mothers sighing
News had just come over we had five years left to cry in
News guy wept and told us earth was really dying
Cried so much his face was wet and I knew he was not lying
I heard telephones opera house favorite melodies
I saw boys toys electric irons and TV's
My brain hurt like a warehouse it had no room to spare
I had to cram so many things to store everything in there
And all the fat-skinny people and all the tall-short people
And all the nobody people and all the somebody
I never thought I'd need so many people
A girl my age went off her head hit some tiny children
If the black hadn't a pulled her off I think she would have killed them
A soldier with a broken arm his fixed stare to the wheels of a Cadillac
A cop knelt and kissed the feet of a priest and a queer threw up at the sight of that
I think I saw you in an ice cream parlor drinking milk shakes cold and long
Smiling and waving and looking so fine don't think you knew you were in this song
And it was cold and it rained so I felt like an actor
And I thought of Ma and I wanted to get back there
Your face your race the way that you talk
I kiss you you're beautiful I want you to walk
We got five years stuck on my eyes - Five years what a suprise
We got five years my brain hurts alot - Five years that's all we got
We got five years...
