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Someone please dial
that magical number
that can get me out of here
and to the brave new world
that's never been seen
someone please hook me up
and get me out of here
before I
pick up a gun
and travel all by myself
someone, come on, someone
must know the area-code
to that promised land of beauty
and happiness and wisdom
that's impossible to sight here
hey you over there with the cellphone
do you know what I'm talking about
or is it just bad luck that made you
look like a fucking bore?
aren't anyone listening
why do I always have to figure out
the reasons, and think of the meaning
on other peoples behalf