No one ever saw the house
Through the pine trees on the belt
Only Alice starin' out
No one ever saw me out
In the junkyard by myself
Only Alice really felt
And no one saw real life
In the television light
Broken television white
The Devil's in the word-of-mouth
When the Cowboy learned to shout
Right before he threw me out
Face to the floor
And there ain't no magic door
Just a bullet from the war
In a 1980 Ford, Bookie
This is how we score
With our face to the floor
And there ain't no magic door
Just a window where the storm took me
Why is that, um
Why were they doing that?
When there's no road over there?
They gave me a checkup and then
After my checkup I'm getting a shot
And they only give me stickers, 'cause
No one ever saw the blood
On the birthday party blouse
Only Alice really felt
And when Cowboy threw me out
I could see it all about
I could scream
Face to the floor
And there ain't no magic door
Just a bullet from the war
In a 1980 Ford, Bookie
There were bodies on the belt
There were bodies in between
This is how we score
With our face to the floor
And there ain't no magic door
In between
Just a window where the storm took me
This is how we score
With our face to the floor
And there ain't no magic door
Just a window where the storm took me
This is how we score
With our face to the floor
And there ain't no magic door
Just a window where the storm took me
This is how we score
With our face to the floor
And there ain't no magic door
Just a window where the storm took me
This is how we score
With our face to the floor
And there ain't no magic door
Just a window where the storm took me
This is how we score
With our face to the floor
And there ain't no magic door
Just a window where the storm took me
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