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Sadie Mae Glutz was just a fan,
When she got the big call to the masterplan,
On a still hot August night,
She dipped her hand in the blood and began to write

Superstar sings super clear,
North America getting the fear

Sadie Mae Glutz had a bigger list,
Stars the revolver somehow missed,
Liz Taylor, Richard Burton were next to die,
And Frank Sinatra would be skinned alive

Superstar sings super clear,
North America getting the fear

Sadie Mae Glutz was in the pen,
When she got the crazy notion to be born again,
She may never be red or blue,
Every letter is a secret clue

Superstar sings super clear,
North America getting the fear

Backstage passes for the both of you,
Again, what does it mean to you,
You think you re writing wrongs with your old typewriter,
But you haven t got a clue,
Six weeks in and I wish I was out,
I m missing my amenities,...

Empty glasses made of plastic,
So unlikely and fantastic,
I might cruise in coffee houses,
I m returning naked glances

But if the mediocre [vision ...] you boring,
You start a conversation on American short stories

Don t even, don t even...

Don t like to think too much
It makes me think too much
It keeps my mind on my mind
Don’t want to see too much
It makes me see too much
Sometimes I’d rather be blind

All the things that they’re saying and doing
When they pass me by just fills me up with noise
It overloads...

Speaking of Heaven, she looked like a God on earth.
It was something I could not understand, or explain.
I mean you
don t know
the things I do while you are out cold.
The things I do for you will lead to my breakdown.
But I m still curious.

I need i want i will

In the last decade of the 20th century
An event occurred in the lived and minds
Of a random few
It was an event of magical momentum
A building was erected
To house a dream of many
3 dimensional sound
For these people
Who made sound their lives
This was a day of life changing quality
It was loud

I need...