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Steely Dan Everything Must Go

're goin' out of business Everything must go Talk about your major pain and suffering Now our self-esteem is shattered Show the world our mighty hidey-ho face As we go

I was scrapin' bottom Gropin' in the dark It takes a crusty punk to really beat The mean streets of Medicine Park So I shifted left for out of town

angel-girls And when the stars bleed out That be the fever of the chase You better get gone poppie GodWhacker's on the case Be very very quiet Clock everything

That must be her again She's leaning on my bell That cold psychotic ring The one I know so well So I'm nailed to the floor in the no-option zone

Ages Show me where I turn Are you all part of the Dreaming Or the end of my life so far? Or something half way in between You oughta know Hey -- where'd she go

I don't mind the quiet Or the lonely nights I don't miss the funky attitudes And I don't miss the fights I lie on the couch 'till suppertime And