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| Derived from an original photo by Kris Litman |
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Jonny in his Jaguar pulls up to the curb
Nods to a girl who gets inside
She might be his fantasy, but she doesn't say a word
To her he's just another ride
And, it never ends
Barbara hides the bottle that she keeps inside her purse
Her friends down at the diner have always known
She knows she has a problem, but doesn't know what's worse
Having to go on, or having to go home
And, it never ends...
The truth of hunger makes us weak
Feed your hunger with your TV
Reception is so fuzzy, and the picture weak
Oh, but seeing is believing
Danny won't be graduating any more
Wants to help his family to eat
So he takes his papa's pistol and he robs the liquor store
The law lays him down out in the street
And, it never ever ends...
The hunger for truth makes us weak
So find your truth up on the TV
Reception is so fuzzy, and the situation bleak
Can't stand to watch so I am leaving
And it never ever ends...
And it never ends
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