Standard (EADGBE)

I walk into the corner of my room, see my friends in high places

I don't know which is which and whom is whom, they've stolen each other's faces

Janet is there with her high-hatting hair full of bedroom feathers

Janet is known to make dead men groan in any kind of weathers

I crawl over to her, I say hey baby, I say hey Janet

You are the one, you are the sun and I'm your dutiful planet

But she ain't down with any of that, she's heard that shit before

I say ah ha, oh yeah, you're right, cause I see Betty X standing by the door

With more news from nowhere,

More news from nowhere

And it's getting strange in here

Yeah, it gets stranger every year

More news from nowhere, More news from nowhere

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