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My baby doll
Could you just go
Down to the sushi bar and get me what I want
I know you know
I want a car
I want a dress
I want a bag that’s big enough to fit
My seven hundred friends

We’re gonna need a miracle
We’re gonna need a plan
We’re gonna have to find a place to go
We’re out here in the water with our pockets full of sand
And the sinking souls around us yelling
NO!, NO!, NO!

We’re gonna need a bigger boat
For all this shit
We can’t just go around pretending
Everyone is gonna fit
I know I told you
I promised it
But I have always been a liar
Sorry, life’s a fucking bitch

I want a castle
In the country
I want a loft downtown
I wanna call you
When I want you
Honey, I don’t want you hanging around

And while you’re out dear
Grab me a church dear
And not some strip mall shit
I’m talking real stained glass
And my believers
People with class
I’m gonna hang out on my alter in my golden robe and crown
Professing all my propaganda while they kiss my ass

We’re gonna need a miracle
We’re gonna need a plan
We’re gonna have to find a place to go
We’re stuck here in a lifeboat with our amputated hands
And our automated captain yelling
Row, row, row

We’re gonna need a bigger boat
For all this shit
We can’t just go around pretending
Everyone is gonna fit
I know i told you
I promised it
But I have always been a liar
Sorry, life’s a fucking bitch

We’re gonna need a bigger boat
For all this fish
We’re gonna murder the whole ocean
With our fucked up wish
I know i told you
I promised it
But I was lying when I promised
And I’ve always been a liar
And you’re not getting on this boat
So fucking live with it.

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