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Black metal kids stalk the corner of Trop and Maryland
They spend their days and nights outside of the 7-11
And across town at the very same time
You're riding in a free love caravan
That's driven by the front man of an experimental noise band
He dresses like he's Adam Ant
Yeah, that guy looks just like Adam Ant
I was there at very first show
I stood across the dirt parking lot
From the shadows is where I watched
You and him share that very first joint

I was lost inside myself
All high on blueberries and cream
I am lost inside myself
All high on blueberries and cream
And I remember
It was your mother who gave us these words
It was your mother who bestowed this curse

There are few things I'll take to the grave
Never though things would turn out this way
Never thought that I'd carry this name
Now those girls are done making out
The band has packed it in
They've packed up all their synths
I remain born in this sin

I am lost inside myself
All high on blueberries and cream
I am lost inside myself
All high on blueberries and cream
And I remember
It was your mother who gave us these words
It was your mother who bestowed this curse

Black metal kids stalk the corner of Trop and Maryland
And across town at the very same time

I'm giving myself over to the flowers.

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