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Myron Songtext

Myron
Ha ha hah ha ha
Myron
Ha ha hah ha ha
Myron
Ah hah ha hah
Myron

Myron
Ha ha hah ha ha
Myron
Ha ha hah ha ha
Myron
Ah hah ha hah
Myron


Castles castles in the air
Hovels on the beach
Mother mother do you care
Father′s out of reach
High school proms and beauty queens
Rumors of love with strange ideas
Swim a lake of frustrated dreams
Nightmares where you couldn't scream

Castles castles in the air
Mother Father everywhere
Hovels on the beach at night
Fathers out of reach alright
Your cold white tile, your clinical stare
I just don′t care anymore
My inhibitions aren't yours to share
No I'll never open the door
Never open the door
Never open the door
Never open the door


Myron c′mon you know that we were only fooling
You know you don′t have to run away
Myron c'mon you′ll bring yourself to ruin
And we don't want you to go astray
You know your Mother
She told us you were crazy
And that you ooh ooh ooh ooh had gotten out of hand
You were laughing at the moon and oh painting crazy pictures
You were writing down words that no one understands
So Myron c′mon you know we were only fooling
You know you don't have to run away
Myron c′mon, don't bring yourself to ruin
Stop looking for a full moon on a sunny day

You know we'll always take care of you
Watching all the things that you might do
So just sit down and take it real slow
There isn′t really much that you got to know
All you have to do is what you′re told
You can stay right here until you're old
You never have to go very far
And you′ll forget that you had any scars

I don't understand, what is the problem
I say what I see but you don′t believe me
You seem to think my mind is unraveled
Confusion stranding all over the floor

I just see things a little differently
Didn't mean anyone any harm
Rorschach′s and eye tests won't deceive me
Just label me in your pile of cards

But if you keep on trying to squeeze me
Into your little specimen jars
I know I'm going to have to release me
Scattered shadows of medicine jars

Stop
You′re obviously a hebephrenic schizoid pathologically paranoid
What′s he sorta' like
Calm down
He′s sort of an abomination
That's what you are, you′re sort of an abomination
What kind of tendencies does he have
Yeah what kind of tendencies
He's got tendencies towards enuresis
What does that mean
It means he wets the bed
Do you think he is fit for our society
No
Take him out take him out
Get Him Out of here now

You don′t know about my show
You can't see your way through to me
You may think that I'm too slow
But now I find that you wanna′ burn me

Look out above, it ain′t love
It's just the angels a comin′ down to get you
You better run scared if you wanna' be spared
See how many times I′m gonna' let you

Burn and plunge, pilfer and lunge
Scratch out my eyes but I′ll still see you
You better run scared if you wanna' be spared
See how many times I'm gonna′ let you

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