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You want to know if I want to go To another one of Jackie's parties To hang around with a bunch of clowns Gazing at their shoes and acting arty Let's not and say we did... I cannot, I can't deal with it I cannot deal with it I can practically hear them You want to know if I want to go I hear them shooting the shit Promote myself, to show and tell I can picture them sneering at Back stabbing, how gouache Each other's weak attempts at wit I don't think so I know, I know Let's not and say we did... I cannot, I can't deal with it Cannot deal with that thing Let's just hide out and be boring SongtexteLet's just hide from everything I'm in no mood to go whoring To keep grabbing the brass ring Can't possibly... You think I would meet someone who could Help me get my somewhat leftfield art out Get on the scene, you never know where things lead You gotta go to Jackie's weekly party, man Let's not and say we did... Let's not, I can't deal with it I cannot deal with that thing Aus Songtexte Mania