Quarter slot, the picture's hot
You can be so damn ugly
Flickering is sickening the show, oooh
Sexual, intellectual
Feel so raw, makes me crazy
Pocket full of quarters left to go
I said I'm fine, work the line
Punch the clock, it never meant that much
Wake up, wake up, it's here again
Whiskey shot, drink it up
One more bottle, just to wash
The cut away, away
Into everything
Into everything
Into everything
Into everything
My wife's alone, the kid's at home
She can be so damn ugly
Her face is blurred without a word to say
I spray the dream with gasoline
Just one match, be so easy
Splatterings of you along the way
I said I'm fine, work the line
Punch the clock, it never meant that much
Wake up, wake up, it's here again
On a whim, stole the car
Heard the shot ring out
It seemed so far away, away
Into everything
Into everything
Into everything
Into everything
Into everything
Into everything
Into everything
Into everything
Into everything
Into everything
Into everything
Into everything
Into everything
Into everything
Into everything
Into everything
Into everything
Into everything
Into everything
Into everything
Quarter slot, the picture's hot
You can be so damn ugly
Flickering is sickening the show, oooh
Sexual, intellectual
Feel so raw, makes me crazy
Pocket full of quarters left to go
To go
To go now
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