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Cemetery kids on a midnight clear Saying bloody mary in the bathroom mirror Sneaking natty lights down the stairs of the basement Ain't much to do, but the night's what you make it Running down a dream on Stephen King & Kerouac Children of the corn pink house pink Cadillac It's not just any old patch of pitchfork dirt Stop me if you've already heard The one about Mellencamp springsteen marijuana seventeen White frost bean field bonfire kerosene Red bic lighter in a blue jean pocket Lost in the land of American gothic yeah Watching days of our lives on a second hand couch Nicotine soaked wood panels of the house Sugar coated wonder bread tastes like candy Black lipstick first kiss in a camry Looks a little like Looks a little like Mellencamp springsteen marijuana seventeen White frost bean field bonfire kerosene Red bic lighter in a blue jean pocket Lost in the land of American gothic yeah Real life living Real life living Going with the grain Where the colors ain't fading Real life living in a real life painting Looks a little like Looks a little like Mellencamp springsteen marijuana seventeen White frost bean field bonfire kerosene Red bic lighter in a blue jean pocket Lost in the land of American gothic yeah Mellencamp springsteen marijuana seventeen No plans Sun tan laying on a trampoline Red bic lighter in a blue jean pocket Lost in the land of American gothic yeah Real life living Real life living Real life living in a real life living Real life living Real life living Real life living Real life living in a real life living