Released on 1996

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Kill the lights and slide across the room

Nature adores a vacuum

Let's get the autopsy and dance with the ghost

And nature adores you

Think of poor John Wilkes Booth

All those years of Shakespeare

And what does everybody want to talk about?

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Cradled, cuddled, curdled in a

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Kill the lights in this happy roost

Ignorance is an excuse

In the rubber nipple age

Numbness absolves you

And you're unencumbered now

All your revelations are preempted

By tomorrow's news today

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I'm the brightest member of the

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(Do you ever think about... [?])

You were bored of the punchline

Before you knew the joke

A fact you memorized by rote

It makes me sick to stay here

But I'm much too lazy to leave

Stick your head in the sand and breathe

It's okay, it's okay

It's alright, it's alright