Generally speaking
In a manner of disgust
Burning every bridge
Opportunity is dust
You can suck it up your nose
Killing brain cells
As it goes
The subtle, unforgiving rush

The young and helpless
Little girl
Trying to breed
With jagged pearls
Sugar rush
In a three-day world
Truth be told
Is what she sold

Everybody resides
In Sugarland
Where babies are sold
For grains of sand
Around the corner
Just ask the man
With a loaded gun
And salt in his hand

Tweeky the pigeon
Slow as molasses
Became a shadow
With dark sunglasses
Until the time
Eventually passes
He�s out of his mind
Just like the masses

So come on down
To Sugarland
Where the city is drawn
In black and white crayons
Where the pop rocks are kept
In soda cans
It�s the place to be
Join the bland.

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