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Well I woke up in mid-afternoon cause that's when it all the most
I I never know anyone at the party and I'm always the host
If dreams are like movies, then memories are films ghosts
You can never escape, you can move south down the coast

Well, I am an idiot a tightrope of fortune and fame
I am an acrobat trapezes through circles of flame
If you've never stared off into the distance then life is a shame
And though never forget your face,
I can't remember my name

Hey Mrs. don't cry
Hey Mrs. I know why but
Hey Mrs. Potter won't you to me

Well, a piece of Maria in every song that I sing
And the price of a memory is the memory of the sorrow it
And there is always one light to turn out and one last bell to ring
And the one out of the circus has to lock up everything

Or the elephants get out and forget to remember what you said
And the ghosts of the will linger inside of your head
And the Ferris wheel junkies spin them forever instead
When I see you a blanket of stars me in bed

Hey Mrs. Potter go
I said hey Mrs. Potter I know but
Hey Mrs. Potter won't you to me

All the blue reflections that color my mind when I sleep
And the lovesick rejections accompany the company I keep
All the razor perceptions that cut just a too deep
Hey I can bleed as well as anyone, but I need to help me sleep

So I throw my hand into the air and it in the beams
It's just a brief of the swirling dust sparkle jet stream
Well, I I don't know you and you're probably not what you seem
Aw, but I'd like to find out
So why don't you climb down off that screen

Hey, Mrs. Potter, turn
Hey, Mrs. Potter, I for you
Hey, Mrs. Potter, you talk to me

the last king of Hollywood shatters his glass on the floor
And orders another. well, I what he did that for
That's when I that I have to get out cause
I been there before
So I gave up my seat at the bar and I for the door. Yeah.
We drove out to the desert just to lie down beneath bowl of stars
We up in the Palace,
Like it's the last of the pioneer town bars
Aw, we out these songs against the clang of electric guitars
Well, you can see a million tonight
But you get very far
Aw, you can see a miles tonight
But you get very far

Hey, Mrs. Potter, I touch and
Hey, Mrs. Potter, it's not but
Hey, Mrs. Potter, you talk to me
Hey, Mrs. Potter, you talk to me
Hey, Mrs. Potter, you talk to me