Original lyrics

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I know Dusty ungoverned Is not an excuse for a lover My Custom uncovered There’s not a heartbeat to discover You sense my alligator skin Cloaks bookish weakness And I am on the mend And I wait for nightfall So I can turn my heart over like an engine I know This rusted pattern Say I don’t treat you Like you matter Call it my solipsist mode Well, I know, but, Get nightmares when I sleep alone Hey everyone come back to the city Cause the boys and the girls they all are so pretty, pretty What’s your agenda -- what you have planned to do? I know We struggle to escape The times we illustrate How we are meant for endings like the gilded age Hey everyone come back to the city Cause the boys and the girls they all are so pretty, pretty What’s your agenda -- what you have planned oh? Now you’re out making trouble for the fun of it, Making the boys work double for the littlest bit. You sit, flirt and bat your eyes. Which one of them's taking you home tonight? I’ll take you home and try for our family but this love’s no good for me, this love’s no Good for me Hey everyone come back to the city Cause the boys and the girls they all are so pretty, pretty What’s your agenda -- what you have planned? (I’m looking for a magistrate I hear they like to sleep in late). Hey everyone come back to the city Cause the boys and the girls they all are so pretty, pretty What’s your agenda -- what you have planned to do?