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2007-02-05 – [Boomtown] Rats – The Fine Art of Surfacing

[song: “When the Night Comes”]

The offices are emptying their pale-faced wards into the street,
Flickering their strip-light eyes, shivering they readjust their lives
From the air-conditioned heat.
The humdrum and mundane
Is nearly driving them insane.