Screaming Through December

What a crew we made up, there was Faustus
 Burnt out from playing too many bars
 On the Jersey Shore
 And Sammy, almost bald
 From ironing her hair too much back in '64
 And me, Phazon, out of phase
 At least, my temporary name for the day
 All blown away and screaming
 All blown away and screaming
 All blown away and screaming
 Through December
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 We crossed state lines, we were burning
 Although the cold could freeze your hand
 To the steel of a wheel
 "Miami," just a cold-hearted word
 From a warm, smiling man on a sign in a field
 We laughed just to take up time
 Hmm, the job was starting to dry
 As we went screaming
 As we went screaming
 As we went screaming
 Through December
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 Quasar, Quasar," were the first words
 I heard from Faustus all day
 And giggling, he apologized
 And then returned to flicking his blade
 I sighed, bleary-eyed
 And tried to remember the way
 As we went screaming
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 A year does go by, what a difference
 Twelve months can make
 When you're living a hundred years in one
 Sammy, she went home
 Now she's living in a room with a gun
 Faustus ate glass for an appetizer
 And bled all over his synthesizer
 As he went screaming
 As he went screaming
 As he went screaming
 Through December