Stuart and the Ave.

Standin' on the corner of Stuart and the Avenue
 Rippin' up my transfer and a photograph of you
 You're a blur on my dead past and rottin' existence
 As I stand laughin' on the corner of insignificance
 Well, destiny is dead
 In the hands of bad luck
 Before, it might have made some sense
 But now it's all fucked up
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 Seasons change as well as minds, and I'm a two faced clown
 You're Mommy's little nightmare drivin' Daddy's car around
 I'm beat down and half brain dead, the long lost King of fools
 I may be dumb, but I'm not stupid enough to stay with you
 Well, destiny is dead
 In the hands of bad luck
 Before, it might have made some sense
 But now it's all fucked up
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 Well, destiny is dead
 In the hands of bad luck
 Before, it might have made some sense
 But now it's all fucked up
 We're all fucked up
 You're all fucked up