*contains swearing
∞
I can’t get no dissatisfaction
No matter how hard I try,
Everything’s coming up roses
It’s peaches and cream.
I’m tripping over those silver linings
When I’m not wishing on a star,
It’s so damn near perfect
It’s like living in a fucking dream.
Hometown streets are sparkling clean
Everyone’s got a wave and smile
Stress-free driving, they use the highway code,
No traffic jams, and the lights are always green.
Life’s just one big jubilee,
Beer is free, God bless the Queen.
It’s nearing perfection here
Living in a fucking dream.
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Made of sticks and stones 