Laura's a machine, she's burning insane
For a menace in disguise behold this night
Four walls are furnished now she's alive
No one ever helped poor Laura
No one ever helped poor Laura
She's on the line to cut it all
She's on the line to drop and fall
She's on the line to cut or fall
People laughing, an awful sight
From the light of the Catherine wheel
No one ever helped poor Laura
No one ever helped poor Laura
She's on the line to cut it all
She's on the line to drop and fall
She's on the line to cut or fall
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