"Filmstrip" genre: Power Pop
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	(Summer 1997) I can't remember why I wrote it, but it still hurts.
	MP3.com CD: Foul Berth - buy it! CD: Foul Berth   Label: Fat Guy Rock
	Lyrics There's a filmstrip to my head, but the frames don't fit the sound, And the tapes not slowing down, It's getting eaten. There's an ashtray by the bed, with half a pack of cigarettes, And half a glass of warm regret, to compliment the soundtrack. This is not emotion. This is real life, It's shot in black and white, It's painful, It's perfect, It's standing on the corner, horror-clad. It's easily ignored. They slit the sky wide open, heaven fell out impartial, And god was all we thought, but he was far less local. Holy Vice, I don't have to watch you leave.

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