Company Calls Epilogue (Alternate)

Synapse to synapse, the possibilities thin
 I'm dressed up for free drinks
 And family greetings on your wedding
 Your wedding, your wedding day
 The figures in plastic
 On the wedding cake
 That I took
 Were so real
 And I kept a distance
 The complications cloud
 The postcards and blips through fibre optics
 As the girls with the pigtails
 Were running from little boys wearing bow ties
 Their parents bought them
 I'll catch you this time
 Crashing through the parlour doors
 What was your first reaction?
 Screaming, drunk, disorderly
 I'll tell you mine
 You were the one
 But I can't spit it out
 When the date's been set
 The white routine to be ingested inaccurately
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 Synapse to synapse
 The sneaky kids had attached beer cans
 To the bumper so they could drive
 Up and down the main drag
 People would turn to see
 Who's making the racket
 It's not the first time
 When they lay down
 The fish will swim upstream
 And I'll contest, but they won't listen
 When the casualty rate's near one-hundred percent
 And there isn't a pension for second best
 Or for hardly moving
 Crashing through the parlour doors
 What was your first reaction?
 Screaming, drunk, disorderly
 I'll tell you mine
 You were the one
 But I can't spit it out
 When the date's been set
 The white routine to be ingested inaccurately
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 You were the one
 But I can't spit it out
 When the date's been set
 The white routine to be ingested inaccurately