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Juno
05:40
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Juno never wakes up refreshed
You pack your spaceman suit inside your tattered leather message bag
And Juno's got a right to be depressed
Electrons in your vision with two hands dirtied by age and rags
Hey baby, what's got into you?
Lately you're all elbows and jawbones
Hey, where's my man tonight?
Can you read my mind?
Oh baby, come to bed
Oh, can't you read my mind?
Oh
The people in charge haven't earned your respect
All they deserve is your boot on their neck
The fat men in suits haven't earned all your time
We're not getting younger
And I keep what's mine
And you're mine
Oh, you're mine
Juno dreams technicolor dreams
But life is black tile hallways lit with white fluorescent ceiling beams
Not the rocketeer that he thought he'd be
It's not too late to start all over
Find a way to kill infinity
Hey baby, what's got into you?
Lately you're all whiskey and nosebleeds
Hey, where's my man tonight?
Can you read my mind?
Oh baby, grab my hips
Oh, can't you read my mind?
Oh
We may never make it to the moon
But if it's not to be
Can we never leave this room?
We may never make it to the moon
So promise me
Can we never leave this room?
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Juno (Instrumental)
05:45
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Dalton Deschain New York, New York
Dalton Deschain & the Traveling Show are a pulp-punk band from NYC that tell stories loudly. Get ready for a weird-ass tale about circus freaks, nuclear war, and demonic possession that you can sing along to. Visit daltondeschain.com for details.
Dalton Deschain recommends:
Slower Than Light
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Not since Ziggy fucking Stardust himself has sci-fi songwriting sounded so good.
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