A momentary vision of the end of the world as seen through the eyes of a suburban housewife
The happy bullets
Dogs and cats are speaking portuguese
And the pipes are leaking
Piles and piles of laundry
And credit cards all expire
What timing
And the pipes are leaking
Piles and piles of laundry
And credit cards all expire
What timing
And all of the garage doors open
In perfect synchronicity
And all of the washers and driers
Take on personalities of you and me
You and me
La la la, lala la la la, lala la la la
She's frantically
Writing thank you cards
For her friends and family
People line the curb smiling
All shaking hands
And saying their goodbye's
And all of the mailboxes here
Are full to capacity
Everyone's license to drive
Expires eventually
So do we
So do we
La la la, lala la la la, lala la la la
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