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everybody is talking about the girl who went and killed the delivery man,
but she looks so kind and gentle, it just doesn't stand to reason,
i saw her right there just like the other night as stately as a slot machine,
but when she looked my way something mad as hell came over me,
anesthesia, mona lisa, i've got a little gun, here comes oblivion,
i never loved you, how did you find me? the cops will never prove complicity now,
anna..., all good children go to heaven!
i remember your face that august night when we lied about the beautiful time to come
and that crazy old man who came much too late and caused a chain reaction,
i've been hanging out here for eleven long years like a church mouse wondering where the cat has gone,
and looking at you now is driving me to distraction.
anesthesia, mona lisa, i've got a little gun, here comes oblivion,
i never loved you, how did you find me? the cops will never prove complicity now,
anna..., all good children go to heaven!
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