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Take the shells that you've collected,
sew them with your favorite silver thread.
Now you jingle, now you rattle,
with every step.

Skeletons upon the stairway,
showin' off the teeth inside their heads.
Is it you or are they laughing,
at what you said?

And when the day came,
you had the same name.
You let your town down,
(town down)
way down.

And when the day came,
you had the same name.
You let your town down,
(town down)
way down.

In the dark and down the hillside,
run until you cannot catch your breath.
Get the band to play a love song,
at your request.

Smell the cinnamon and chocolates,
marigolds yellow, pink and red.
On the ground you spread a blanket,
to be your bed.

And when the day came,
you had the same name.
You let your town down,
(town down)
way down.

And when the day came,
you had the same name.
You let your town down,
(town down)
way down.

And when you let loose,
dirt on your new shoes.
You tore your town down,
way down.