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Parody of "In Liverpool" by Suzanne Vega

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On 95, on Wednesday
No backup, on the interstate
My point of view makes me irate
No joy comes from its near triumph

And there’s a dream of utopia; it’s fading
It’s falling away crushed by the weight of reality
The naivete that spawned it
Can no longer try to escape the ingrained inequality
It feels like it’s missing something or someone that it knows just can't be now
And if it isn’t, I certainly am

Homesick for a viewpoint frozen in time
But now it makes no sense to me
When you lie to yourself for so many years
The harshness of truth comes at you suddenly

And the dream of utopia, it’s fading
It’s falling away crushed by the weight of reality
The naivete that spawned it
Can no longer try to escape the ingrained inequality
It feels like it’s missing something or someone that it knows just can't be now
And if it isn’t, I certainly am

I’ll be the one who drinks on my podcast
You'll be the stance that I left behind
They’ll be the women I tell, “I’m sorry”
For all of the pain from you as you die
On 95, on Wednesday
No mourning, as I drive on and change my mind

And now the dream of utopia, it’s fading
It’s falling away crushed by the weight of reality
The naivete that spawned it
Can no longer try to escape the ingrained inequality
It feels like it’s missing something or someone that it knows just can't be now
And if it isn’t, I certainly am

On 95
On 95

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from You're Not Cleared For This, released July 24, 2020
Instruments and vocals by DJ McGuire

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D.J. McGuire Suffolk, Virginia

My love of sci-fi/fantasy and my experience as a federal contractor take my muse to interesting places.

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