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Hello Darlin'
Where you going with my shotgun?
Did you think I wouldn't notice it was gone?

Commercial Gardens
are planted all around us
and there are seeds in everyone

I'm searching for this place
I once knew
And I haven't found it yet

Hello Darlin'
Where you going with my shotgun?
Did you think I wouldn't notice it was gone?

Fingers picking at the sun
Trying to dig my own Heaven
Fingers picking at the sun
Trying to find and shoot my gun

There are martians
walking all around us
And I believe it's most everyone

Please use caution
When you play with fire
Even now it seems like loads of fun

I'm searching for this place
I once knew
But I haven't found it yet

There are martians
walking all around us
And I believe they're amongst everyone

Fingers picking at the sun
Trying to dig my own Heaven
Fingers picking at the sun
Trying to find and shoot my gun

My kill ratio is buzzing
My kill ratio is fuzzy
This radio is static

Fingers picking at the sun
Trying to dig my own Heaven
Fingers picking at the sun
Trying to find and shoot my gun

Hello Darlin'
Where you going with my shotgun?
Did you think I wouldn't notice it was gone?
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