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I was dressed for successbut success it never comesand I'm the only one who laughsat your jokes when they are so badand your jokes are always badbut they're not as bad as thiscome join us in a prayerwe'll be waiting, waiting whereeverything's ending hereand all the sterile striking itdefends an empty dock you cast awayand rain upon your foreheadwhere the mist's for hire if it'sjust too clearlet's spend our lastquarter stance randomlygo down to the outlet once againpainted portrait of minions and slavescrotch mavens and one night playsare they the only ones who laughat the jokes when they are so badand the jokes are always badbut they're not as bad as thiscome join us in a prayerwe'll be waiting, waiting whereeverything's ending hereand all the spanish candlesunsold have gone away to thisand a "run-on piece of mount on"trembles, shivers runs down the freewayI guess she spent her last quarter randomlyI guess a guess is the best I'll doI'll do, last guesslast time, last time is the best time