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^BbTurn up the T.V. No one l^Fist'ning will suspect. Even your m^Bbother won't detect it, so your f^Father won't know. ^BbThey think that I've got^F no respect, But^Ebm ev'rything means l^Fess than zero. Hey, ^Bb ooh h^Fey,^C ^F ^CHey^F, ^Bb ooh h^Fey.^C

Oswald and his sister are doing it again. They got the finest home movies that you have ever seen. They got a thousand variations: every service with a smile. They're gonna take a little break, and they'll be back after a while. Well, I hear that South America is coming back in style. A pistol was still smoking, a man lay on the floor. Mister Oswald said he had an understanding with the law. He said he heard about a couple living in the U.S.A. He said they traded in their baby for a Chevrolet. Let's talk about the future; now we've put the past away. Jenny takes her clothes off in succession While her husband rides a bumper in the President's procession She sees him on the screen as she looks up from giving head When he's had enough of that, her lover throws her on the bed To teach her she's alive, and suddenly he's dead. Calling Mister Oswald, calling anyone at the scene. If you were there taking home movies, there's a chance you might have seen him. They've got a thousand variations: every witness in a file. Jenny puts on some coffee, and she comes back with a smile. She says "I hear that South America is coming back into style." A pistol was still smoking, a man lay on the floor. Mister Oswald thought he had an understanding with the law. She's got rubies on her fingers, Jenny turns and walks away. Her mind upon a basement out of the U.S.A. She says, "Let's talk about the future, now we've put the past away."

Elvis Costello - Less than zero