Wreck
When they send the wrecking ball inRemember to record it on your mini hand-held
Show it to your friends, watch it yourself about three times
Then burn it up as a sign of the times
The times are what you make them so you can decide
But the faster they come the shorter their alive
You feel it and feel it and feel it
Then they melt and crisp and fray
Finally, they fade away
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