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Big Brother

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All morality and principles go out the window when you're around.

The Jolly Roger reached out of the sky and I ran to his arms.

The first time I ever loved the sky, though I loved the moon,

I fed on the stars, from birth I was an astronomer of the sky.


Will it kill me to ride the roller-coaster, will it kill you?

No, not since your eyes became my magic-carpet.

Everyone knows that magic-carpets do best when

They are unrolled and draped across the tracks.


Despite that, I declare that I've written songs for my Big Brother,

In my head, as I wasted away on Desolation Row,

That I never thought would reach the light of day.

But people don't need morality and principles in this day and age.

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