Now look what you've done, muscleman.
So a little girl,
In love with a smaller world,
Doesn't mind to wait,
TWO hours early at the boarding gate.
She's got to leave this town,
The walls are melting and the grass is brown.
And her back still aches,
'Cos people here just make too many mistakes.
Now you're too hard to recognize,
You've got these airplanes in your eyes,
And nothing else does satisfy,
'Til that thing comes down from the skies
'Cos a little girl,
In love with a smaller world,
Doesn't mind to wait,
Two hours early at the boarding gate.
People going their way, 'cos no one here ever stays,
And I'm finding out why, yeah, I think I know why.
But it's too late for compromise,
You've still got airplanes in your eyes,
In time your mind will exercise,
All that you over-analyze.
'Cos it makes you smile,
To think about that money pile.
But you forgot about this,
Behind it is a swinging fist aimed at the head.
A year has passed, and no one knows,
You looked good when you wore his clothes,
And no one feels the same,
Now the runway's overrun in flames.
Now look what you've done, muscleman.
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