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Janie Abstract

The grapefruit league is over
Janie closes the cache
Blind ride through West New York on liar's holiday.
A liar's lips are parting as these lying hands explain
Trace my name with your finger on the clouded windowpane

Do you paint me in a corner?
Still I trace your sweet smile through the screen
Janie knows what distance means

The network is the nausea
Plan a metropark like DC's
The road to hell is paved with cuties working on their theses
They're remodeling the Echo Queen into an e-café
The future's passed on 46 since Janie's been away

Do you paint me in a corner
Still I touch your shoulders through the screen
Janie knows what Abstract means
Do you paint me in a corner?
Press your body closer:

We clasp hands across the digital chasm
You and me
Janie's an illusion
Don't you see

Leafing through the baseball abstract
With a grin as Peter Tork
The wrecking ball will claim us all
And not just downtown Newark
Are you tiring of books and banks and what it all defines?
A liar's faith can melt these walls
A liar's on your side

Do you paint me in a corner?
Still I touch your shoulders through the screen
Janie knows what distance means
Do you paint me in a corner?
Still I sense your sweet smile through the wire
Janie learns to feel the liar

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