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here's to the atom bomb
clung to the sweater from the day you were born
never knew better, that's what you swore
mother heard you cause' the walls were thin
in saturnine, sweetness and horatio din
no boy could spell you out
in the grass at night
beneath the stars
you grew right past the streets where you were raised
sneaking out early to a secret place
like a hole in the wall
like a hole in the wall
into the bed you hang your sling
to watch your man as he seeks relief
you cut out his heart and watch him die
so we can know you and that you're alive
as the hole in the wall
you are the hole in the wall
no one can know your song
in kisses and noise
now you belong to them all
awake to the dawn and scratch your eyes
light the prayer candles that you remind to
send you a boy that you could waste
a little piece of heaven to set you straight
through the hole in the wall
you are the hole in the wall
no one could tell you why
the tape's full of hiss
and sons that cry
the night of the dead and the wishing ghost
beating on you to drain morose
through the hole in the wall
we are the holes in the wall
we are the...
