"Car Scene" genre: Guitar Rock
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	Bad beat poetry over a distorted guitar jam. Very White Light/White Heat.
	Lyrics I would say the sky's lit up like a forest fire And the moon is bright as it is full But lying would be a dreadful way of telling you What I hold to be the real truth Beauty in scenery doesn't match the European sophistication That leaks when you're in the driver's seat The slender slouch of frustration As the wheels turn on the automobile And you steer it through the dissolute The bums clear way of teenage angst The timely light changes had to have been planned out By wise old men with pocket notebooks Some twelve years and twenty-eight days ago I do like the confusion in your eyes The lines spiral out in dynamic sparks Like a wheel that Ghandi probably did his Weird sitting thing by How ironic that your mind is tangled Like a closeup shot of of white spiderwebs In front of a bright red wall or two With a lot of violence and a little bit of blue By this time the night sky Ought be blazing with bright light But wishing wells are so out of style Rain falls like a feminist The crops remain just as crisp As French pop can basically croon And admit it You're still clueless, aren't you?

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