"Operating On A Re-Run Episode" lyrics

"Operating On A Re-Run Episode"

Pantone 71 running
Parallel centered along the towns
Miles of perforated lines
To stabilize just a couple more lives
It's those tailgaters that'll get you
It's those tailgaters that'll get you

Beaverkill welcomes you
It's exit 122
It's those tailgaters that'll get you
It's those tailgaters that'll get you
Thers is no turn on red
Construction lies ahead

It's those tailgaters that'll get you
It's green, red, and yellow, but what about blue?
Smell the morning dew filled with exhaust fumes
Spin the defroster, put sirens on mute
A summons doubled for the elderly
A summons doubled for the elderly
My thermals are constricting my body
My thermals are constricting my body

There is no flow to the thinking module
There is no flow, there is no flow

When contents are molded to form into rubber
They are sometimes shaping into a break pedal
When contents are molded to form into rubber
They are sometimes shaping into a break pedal

Creating this animated episode
With a speed of 65 miles per hour
The guardrails begin to create a story of their own
From the casualties to the neglected strays
They sure hold their own

Beaverkill welcomes you
It's exit 122
It's those tailgaters that'll get you

Everywhere is just now here
Everywhere is just now here
Everywhere is just now here
Everywhere is just now here

We're on the phone, just get off
We're on the phone, just get off
We're on the phone, just get off
We're on the phone


Writer(s): The Number Twelve Looks Like You
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