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     Figures On A Beach, "Accidentally 4th. St. (Gloria)"
     Album: Figures On A Beach
Oh, well, well, well, well, well.
Well, we're looking at the cover,
We're spending all our time
Just staring at the magazine.
Well, look who's on the cover
Wasting all our time,
Some pseudo-fascist hero machine. Oh, oh.
Well, that's no space for a human being.
That man is not a hero or a saint.
When somewhere in deepest America
Grown men weep at the sound of his name.
So it goes and it goes...
(Chorus)
All the girls named Gloria
Sing sweetly out of key.
The sun rose in the west today;
Accidents in the land of the free.
Oh, well, well, well, well, well.
Well, I grew up where they showed you the body count
In color on your dinner T.V.
And I've been numbed so insensitive
That all I can think about is you and me.
You know children from the best homes,
They all have guns and butter,
The have their share of murder blue.
Well, it's not such a wiggy awesome good time
When the shopping mall militia
Point their cannons at you.
So it goes...
(Chorus)
All the girls named Gloria
Sing sweetly out of key.
The sun rose in the west today;
Accidents in the land of the free.
I love this world harder in my imagination
Than my conscience should allow,
But accidents do happen;
Accidents will happen.
Don't you dare to ask me how.
Now everyone believed in
The stories 'bout the Cadillacs;
Everybody's got enough to eat. (Um-hmm.)
And people always keep their eyes
Glued to the ground
When a desperate man,
He's gotta cling to the streets.
And I swear to myself I will help them,
I will be an upstanding man.
Well, when I walk by and I hear them cry
That money just sticks to my hands.
What's wrong with me?
(Chorus)
All the girls named Gloria
Sing sweetly out of key.
The sun rose in the west today;
Accidents in the land of the free.
I love this world harder in my imagination
Than my conscience should allow,
But accidents do happen;
Accidents will happen.
Don't you dare to ask me how.
On and on it goes...
All the girls named Gloria
Sing sweetly out of key.
The sun rose in the west today;
Accidents in the land of the free.


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