Intro
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[Verse]
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Launching loony thoughts into the bending of your mind
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You reach for something high but it's a mountain that you find
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He's a king dust demon with an icepick smile
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His music fills your feathers as you feel your passions fly
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With the mustache man on the carpet of his van
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You can feel your fatty tissues giving way to sweaty hands
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And the woofers keep distorting and the tweeters kiss the girls
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His horn-rimmed glasses lights a square beneath his curls
[Chorus]
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I have wasted so much time
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I have wasted so much time
[Solo]
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[Verse]
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He is like a politician who is practicing a speech
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He is racing, he is pacing, he is sleeping on his beat
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As the sky begins to darken and the waves begin to roll
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You can feel the oceans rising as you're losing all control
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And meanwhile back at the Candlerock Lounge
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It is past 11:30 and your friends are getting down
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They're applying purple eyeshadow, drinking warm beer
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They're wondering where you went to when you told them you'd be here
[Chorus]
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I have wasted so much time
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I have wasted so much time
[Interlude]
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[Chorus]
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I have wasted so much time
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I have wasted so much ... so much
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time I have wasted so much
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time so much so much time
[Outro]
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