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quarter slot the pictures hot you can be so damn ugly flickering is sickening the show sexual intellectual feel so raw makes me crazy pocket full of quaters left to go i'm just fine work the line punch the clock it never meant that much wake up wake up it's here again whiskey shot drink it up one more bottle just to wash the cut away into everything my wife's alone the kids at home she can be so damn ugly her face is blurred without a word to say i spray the dream with gasoline just one match be so easy splatterings of you along the way i said i'm fine killed the line punch the clock it never meant that much wake up wake up it's here again on a whim stole the car heard the shot ring out it seemed so far away into everything into everything quater slot the pictures hot you can be so damn ugly flickering is sickening the show sexual intellectual feels so raw makes me crazy pocket full of quaters left to go