Tuxedomoon

Tuxedomoon - Holiday For Plywood lyrics

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Sometimes in the finest of moments 
You find the furniture just doesn't fit 
Something about the carpet 
Makes you want to scream 
The ashtrays make you ill 
The hostess wants you to smile 
Don't sit on the sofa the plastic makes you sweat 
The bathroom's done in mirror tiles 
The toaster wants your blood
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Language: English

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