The 2 AM Review
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[Intro] [Verse] Fluorescent hum is quite loud Standing alone in a crowd Machine four is out of order Right on the laundry border Cold tiles feel like ice Everything has a price I watch the water drain Like a slow-motion train [Pre-Chorus] I see a glint of white In the middle of the night Tucked behind the dryer vent Where the lonely money went [Chorus] Spin it round and round Lost and never found Static in the air No one seems to care Just a ghost in the machine Keeping all the surfaces clean [Post-Chorus] Clean and cold Doing what I’m told Clean and cold Watch the story unfold [Verse] A half-smoked Lucky Strike The kind that hikers like Next to a scrap of yellowed page Written in a quiet rage “The sky is a bruised plum” Stuck under a piece of gum It’s a very poor metaphor Dropped on the linoleum floor [Interlude] I wonder if they used a ballpoint pen. The ink is smudged, possibly by a tear, or perhaps just spilled coffee. The price of detergent has gone up again. Three dollars for a small box of Tide. It seems excessive for a temporary solution to a permanent stain. The woman in the raincoat is staring at the broken payphone. She’s been there for twenty minutes. Nobody calls a payphone anymore. [Chorus] Spin it round and round Lost and never found Static in the air No one seems to care Just a ghost in the machine Keeping all the surfaces clean [Bridge] The payphone is off the hook Give it a cynical look Rain slicked on the platform floor Waiting for an open door Strangers stare at their own feet Rhythm of the city beat Angular lines on the wall Waiting for the sky to fall [Verse] The poem mentions a blue coat And a very specific boat Rhyming ‘sorrow’ with ‘tomorrow’ A cliché I’d never borrow I put the cigarette in my ear Wishing you were never here The dryer cycle finally ends Unlike my list of former friends [Chorus] Spin it round and round Lost and never found Static in the air No one seems to care Just a ghost in the machine Keeping all the surfaces clean [Post-Chorus] Clean and cold Doing what I’m told Clean and cold Watch the story unfold [Outro]
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