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Launching loony thoughts into the bending of your mind

You reach for something high but it's a mountain that you find

He's a king dust demon with an icepick smile

His music fills your feathers as you feel your passions fly

With the mustache man on the carpet of his van

You can feel your fatty tissues giving way to sweaty hands

And the woofers keep distorting and the tweeters kiss the girls

His horn-rimmed glasses lights a square beneath his curls

I have wasted so much time

I have wasted so much time

He is like a politician who is practicing a speech

He is racing, he is pacing, he is sleeping on his beat

As the sky begins to darken and the waves begin to roll

You can feel the oceans rising as you're losing all control

And meanwhile back at the Candlerock Lounge

It is past 11:30 and your friends are getting down

They're applying purple eyeshadow, drinking warm beer

They're wondering where you went to when you told them you'd be here

I have wasted so much time

I have wasted so much time

I have wasted so much time

I have wasted so much time

Cake - Mustache Man (Wasted) – текст

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