You make my day break into cornflakes
And crumbs of memories filled with you
The noisy chatter of the radio
Is helping me to forget what I've not known
Where little windows hold their breath
Wear weekend men around their necks
The noisy chatter of the radio
Is helping me to forget what I've not known
The noisy chatter of the radio
Is helping me to forget what I've not known
You make my day break into cornflakes
The noisy chatter of the radio
Is helping me to forget what I've not known
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