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Stumbling through small life Nowhere, EnglandShaking hands with the big time life idiotsI was trying to pick up some ordinarinessFrom the shopping bag inspirational choirSweeping through middle town AmericaStepping into fact-or-fiction trash TV worldI caught a glimpse of myself scraping and laughingShuffling about amongst the newspaperAmongst the newspaperAmongst the newspaperAmongst the newspaperCellophane wrapped, processed lumps of meatQueueing up in the morning town traffic whilstSmashing shop-front girl assistants into splintersWith that new sledge-hammer indifferencePicking up a detail from a muscle magazineWhilst talking to someone else's wifeAnd wondering "Do I really care about sheet metal workers?"Saw you looking through your shop window reflectionShop window reflectionShop window reflectionLetras de cancionesShop window reflectionSome run-down amusement arcade humourLike cheap beer and instant coffee was pouring outOver the city's pavementCalling closing time on that cinema queue fervourThursday night on the railway lineAs life and death burn away in the distanceAnd a million TV screens close their weary eyesDon't you know me?I know youI know you, I know youI know you, I know youFade out ... From Letras Mania